No-man Days Like These
all boys are snakes, all girls eat cakes,
their stupid noise keeps you awake,
like visions of those bowie fakes
your evil parents love to hate.
he looks at you and you can't speak -
and all you see are mysteries,
and images from history
of greedy men from sicily.
chorus:
on days like these,
you just can't breathe.
on days like these,
when love deceives.
Jane's boyfriend's still a crashing bore,
Tom's wife became the village whore.
the prices in his corner store
just make you want to smash the door.
the gift he sent you wasn't new,
the love he gave you wasn't true.
he said "forever" - now you're through.
you need to find some things to do.
(chorus x 2)
