It ain't that time again is it? It can't be? It is In fact it's later than I thought, I've gotta have a piss Man this house is freezing, the money must've run out again And it's still raining, that's three mornings in a row now I think I've got enough for the bus Yeah I have, just enough I'll think about dinner at dinner time Just another day in this dull place I'll get a sub off the gaff I leave the house into the dark morning I brave the rain that whips at my face Turn the corner, it's bearing down I resent the fact I have to run to get on it But I start the chase, that bus race I'll catch it I'll catch it I'll catch it, just I've caught it The thing is I've got a plan, it's ambitious I know But it's something I cling onto Like a float in the deep dark sea And I've got no control I've got no control, no more I've gotta get out I can't be messing about like this in 20 years man, no way No way See this ain't my fate I want more on my plate I want more warmth, more light And some company at night I want the people on this journey to feel the same as me But it's what we've got in common A kind of defiant despair and I stare at the steamed up window, I draw my name How the fuck can you spell your own name wrong? And I drift, I just drift I drift into my own little fantasy It ain't that time again is it? It can't be man, fuck it In fact it's later than I thought, I've gotta have a piss This house is freezing The money must've run out again And it's still raining