Alan Hull - Oh No, Not Again lyrics

Hull Well your briefcase is open and your papers they are torn And you look for your chequebook but you find that it's gone So you fumble in your pocket for the change for the train Well the woman she glares at you and then she calls you names. Falling down the steps, you get soaked by the rain It's so hard to carry on, it's so hard to explain. But when it comes down to knowing who you are Feels like a waste of time, you'd be better off by far With a fistful of friends and a beat up old guitar And some food and some wine in a jar. Well the advertising signs saying James Bond is here Only deal you discomfort and then fill you with fear And you need a cigarette but there's no smoking here It's so hard to carry on, it gets harder every year. But when it comes down to knowing who you are Seems like a waste of time you'd be better off by far With a fistful of friends and a beat up old guitar Oh no no, oh no no, not again. Oh no no, oh no no, oh no no not again Oh no no, oh no no, oh no no not again Oh no no, oh no no, oh no no not again