She stroked the telephone

She touched the radio

She felt the magazine

She couldn't even scream

The cinema was far too far

Women sick of slimming

Eat the pills of living



Boredom, boredom, boredom

Psycho surrender

Boredom, boredom, boredom

Boredom, boredom, boredom

Psycho surrender

Boredom, boredom, boredom

And nothing seems important

In the corner with the wardens

Nothing happens and nothing shines

And no one minds



He locked another room

He threw away the key

No one would ever know

A siren in the crowd

Drowned every sound for miles and miles

Big men from the bottom

In a trap that's rotten



Boredom... (etc)



You've got a room

And nowhere else to go

A trouble maker then

But looking at her now

No one would ever know

An understanding once

Fast and easy

Turned out just the same

To slow and crazy



Boredom (etc)



(SOLO)



Boredom (etc)



No winters

No windows

No winners

No view

No you to

Remind me of

Things I should do