Pull up my socks and pull down my pant legs Rake my fingers through my hair Steven Morrissey comes to me in my dreams I take him out to lunch Steak and eggs: now it's brunch Times change, people change The changing exchanges are changing me Times change, people change The changing exchanges are changing me Times change, people tie down the times Same day every day, unchanging Languid life with a sanguine epitaph Rearranging your room, it's something new to do There goes my Friday night again Times change, people change The changing exchanges are changing me Times change, people change The changing exchanges are changing me