Now hungover all day on the tracks Now drinking to forget your travels You drink until all the tightness and tension You've wrapped yourself up in unravels A bridge of pure white snow goes past the gla** Like stuttering film through a projector The engine purring the lake pure ice Pink children throw snowballs and words at each other And I still fail to see How you expected me To jump through anymore of your hoops To jump through anymore of your hoops To jump through anymore of your hoops To jump through anymore of your hoops I sit up all night not thinking Til I see sunlight through the window When I wake up it is night time again I am not sorry to see the day go I get up, I switch on my small grey television I watch a once great hero of mine Fail to keep up with the competition And I still fail to see how you expected me To jump through anymore of your hoops To jump through anymore of your hoops To jump through anymore of your hoops To jump through anymore of your hoops