Wake up on Sunday morning
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 and leisure
Make mine a double measure with friends

A fashion Tardis
Down in Quo Vadis
Who laughs the longest?
Who tries the hardest?
Pleasure and 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 no it's quite appealing
You're conversations boring as hell
Oh well

Wake up on Sunday morning
Everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends?
With your life thru a lens
And now your boyfriends suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
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 kitsch
Just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
Now your cheques 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-barrelled
Don't mean I haven't traveled well
Can't you tell?

Mix with the local gentry
And don't crash Tarquin's Bentley
I'll take the Benz
With a life thru a lens

You're scared of the poor and needy
Is that why you're all inbreedy?
Their 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 your boyfriends suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
Wash them well
So he can't tell