Wake up on Sunday morning
  And everything feels so boring
  Is that where it ends
  With your life thru a lens
    Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black
  She shouldn't wear this, he shouldn't wear that
  Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
  Fashion tardis down at Que Vadis
  Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
  Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
    Just because I ain't double barrelled
  Don't mean I haven't travelled well
  Can't you tell!
  Oh now it's quite appalling
  Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well!
    Wake up on Sunday morning
  And everything feels so boring
  Is that where it ends
  With your life thru a lens
  And now you're boyfriend's suspicious
  So go home and wash the dishes
  And wash them well so he can't tell
    She's looking real drab just out of rehab
  I'm talking football she's talking ab fab
  Your clothes are very kitch
  Just because your daddy is rich
  You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
  Now your cheque's just bounced better run to your mummy
  And you know it's a class act she'll never ask for it back
    Just because I ain't double barelled
  Don't mean I haven't travelled well
  Can't you tell!
  Mix with the local gentry and don't crash Tarquin's Bentley
  I'll take the bends with our life thru a lens
  You're scared of the poor and needy
  Is that why you're all inbreedy?
  They're just like you, they need love too
    Wake up on Sunday morning
  And everything feels so boring
  Is that where it ends
  With your life thru a lens
  And now you're boyfriend's suspicious
  So go home and wash the dishes
  And wash them well so he can't tell