Wake up on Sunday morning  And 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 at leisure make mine a double measure with friends  Fashion tardis down at Que Vadis  Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest  Pleasure at 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 now it's quite appalling  Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well!    Wake up on Sunday morning  And everything feels so boring  Is that where it ends  With your life thru a lens  And now you're boyfriend's suspicious  So go home and wash the dishes  And 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 kitch  Just because your daddy is rich  You sound so funny with your voice all plummy  Now your cheque's 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 barelled  Don't mean I haven't travelled well  Can't you tell!  Mix with the local gentry and don't crash Tarquin's Bentley  I'll take the bends with our life thru a lens  You're scared of the poor and needy  Is that why you're all inbreedy?  They're 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 you're boyfriend's suspicious  So go home and wash the dishes  And wash them well so he can't tell