Lyrics Singing In The Morning - Graham Coxon

Singing In The Morning

Ash in your beer
A ring in your ear
God only knows it’s not classy
Though you are ace
They’ll shout in your face
Cover your ears as you’re passing
Get rid of me
And they’re kicking my arse
But they gotta because
They suck
Feeling so queer
But now that you’re here
God only knows what might happen
Fighting the crowd
Music’s too loud
Ready yourself to get knackered
Get rid of me
And there kicking my arse
But they gotta because
They suck
When those faces turn around
My my backside hits the ground
It’s lonely and it’s the boring
Singin' in the morning
For the sun to rise!
Black dress in red (?)
Sitting in glue (?)
Today is the day that keeps calling (?)
Take me to bed
Sit on my head
So my body don’t feel so appaling
Get rid of me
And they’re kicking my arse
But they gotta because
They suck
When those faces turn around
My my backside hits the ground
It’s lonely and it’s the boring
Singin' in the morning