Stepping into small life nowhere England   Shaking hands with the big life idiots I was   Trying to pick up some ordinary-ness   From the shopping bag inspirational quiet      Picking up a detail from a muscle magazine   Whilst talking to someone else's wife   and wondering do I really care about sheet metal workers   Caught you looking though your, shop window reflection, shop window reflection,   shop window reflection.      Some run down amusement arcade humour   Like cheap beer and instant coffee was pouring out   Over the cities pavements   Calling closing time on that cinema cue further      Thursday night on the railway lines   Is life and death burnt away in the distance and   A billion TV screens close their weary eyes