Firstly there's a spanner in here Secondly it has the right of way And something else is missing Sometimes sorted out And wrapped up straight away Nothing by comparison puts thoughts straight in my mind As I comfort myself with the will to be unkind Goes the way of every day to hell with uncle, I Mr Technique's doing well And he stands around in poses just like this But when I gets to thinking it seems better To betray me with a kiss We will inform you from day to day Mr Technique's is a much better way A change in circumstances Forget responsibilities And showbiz personalities? Goes the way of every day To hell with uncle, I [Goes the way of every day] Know I'm wrong [To hell with uncle, I] It must be all this eating in bed Tell me when it's over [It must be all this] A spider is crawling up and eating in bed Catch this, in a minute No-one can see or say or do What no-one wants or not to do It's scary to be that way To make use of my body I'll be round with the tarring can And stand with the standard man Who paints us inseperable But should I break my fall? In every cry of every man The mind for??? and it calls my bluff Goes the way of every day To hell with uncle, I [Goes the way of every day] Know I'm wrong [To hell with uncle, I] It must be all this eating in bed [Know I'm wrong] Tell me when it's over [It must be all this eating in bed] A spider is crawling up and eating in bed No-one can see or say or do What no-one wants or not to do It's scary to be that way To make use of my body The woman with the clap Takes me round to the back To the man with the crocodile smile Who scares me to my hands and knees But should I break my fall?