The months don't matter, they're laughing at you
  And I'll stay in bed if I want to
  Well is it Monday, let it be Sunday
  I think a diary would help don't you?
  The morning, the menu, the menial grime
  I wish I could care but I don't have the time
  
  'cos I'm leading the apathy revolution
  And my stamp sized shopping list will have to wait
  Come and join me in my apathy revolution
  Don't forget your shoes and don't be late
  
  I like the late bus
  I'm lacking focus and I'll drive you to disraction
  Is revolution your one solution
  To drive me into false action
  My phone bill, my finance, my fridge is a mess
  I should sort it out but I couldn't care less
  
  Revolution x 8