There are so many hours in the day
I know I've got work to do but, hey
My will to move or even use my brain
Is weathered by the eternal English rain
And when the talk show ends, I scream
Right at the screen for more pregnant teens
I can't fall asleep, it's almost 3
So I water the flowers out on the street
And I spent 5 hours on the net last night
Avoiding the monsters under my bed
With square eyes
How fan fucking tabulous it is
To be so scared of the dark like this
I know I've got work to do, it's a bitch
I'm staggering round, I can't find the switch
And I spent 5 hours on the net last night
Avoiding the monsters under the bed
With square eyes
Now I dare not stick my feet out the end
In case they bite and sing a monster song
La, da, dup, ba, da, bow, ah
There are so many hours in the day
To address this problem in some way
Some Barbie doll talks of carb intake
I turn it off and for now, I'm okay