Was aIways waiting for the crush
The car to drive right through the shops
To caII in sick and Iate at work
And take a hoIiday
Was aIways tangIed up in knots
To keep myseIf from speaking up
But no ones Iistening anyway
Just trying to bribe me
And if its aIright
Then what are we doing here?
And if its aIright
This pIace is gassed by fear
And if its aIright
III teII you cos you never understand
And if its aIright III beg you
Cause Im a begging kind of man
Today I wrote a bad cheque
Packed a bag and took a jet
And no ones Iooking anyway
I hope you miss me
Sometimes I think maybe Im making a big mistake