Everyone does anyway Taking the low road Tightening their go hold To hide in the corner with inserts in colour Shocking the money-monkey Living with boredom Idling on an indolent slump in grey When will-you-or-won't-you is the question of your day If you're up and it's dawn and you haven't got a lot to do Slip in the breeze and chop up your morning wood Instinct - it knows it's at the pantry door (Afternoon) climb in the lift we go (Lazy afternoon) down down a peg or two (This afternoon) over your rolling stones It doesn't matter though