Lyrics

Looking for a lady in the middle of the night Ha ha Sitting all alone inside the house Wondering how it might have been if I'd gone out Exploring possibilities within my rancid mind Inventing strange scenarios that really cross the line It's dark and it's howling and the local supermarket Is filled with disappointments but it's gonna have to do Staring at the clock with no idea How the fucking hell did I get here Sick on Easter chocolates And cheery Christmas cheer Summertime is coming round again I think I better phone someone and try to make amends For something that I haven't done or something that I have The seasons are all coming round too quickly now It seems to me the Beach Boys told a lie Summer isn't endless it's just endless looking back You get your chance make a stand then it's over in a flash