Back in the Old Routine

Lyrics

I get up in the morning in the usual state Listen to the breakfast show and know that I'm late Clock in at the factory and pick up my tools I never give a damn because the union rules (Ok) I'm back in the old routine I drop in at the local for a pint and a chat End up at the takeaway for Siamese cat The wife is watching telly in a pink negligee The midnight horror movie and she's ready to play I look forward to the weekend and Match of the Day When we're back in the old routine Perhaps I'll win the pools and be a millionaire I'll get myself a sports car and a s*** au pair I'll buy myself a yacht and sail away for a year With Susan George for company and plenty of beer But I'm still in the old routine