KILL ANOTHER DAY
I don't see the day
I don't really want to see the day
A secret hiding place
A very special secret hiding place
Where everything is out of sight
And out of mind and out of light
I don't really know enough
To kill another day
Another TV show
Another station on my TV goes
It could be Christmas day
I wouldn't know
It feels like any other day
The morning brings the cleaners
And the papers name the day again
But I don't really sleep enough
Or care enough
To kill another day
To kill another day
Blown to smitherneens on your back
Imagine all the days going black
Another season goes
Another secret tomorrow
Never ever knows
The canvas concertina
On the wallpapers alive again
But I don't really know enough
Or care enough
To kill another day
Kill another day
Kill another day
Kill another day