The months don't matter, they're laughing at you

And i'll stay in bed if i want to

Well is it monday, let it be sunday

I think a diary would help don't you?

The morning, the menu, the menial grime

I wish i could care but i don't have the time



'cos i'm leading the apathy revolution

And my stamp sized shopping list will have to wait

Come and join me in my apathy revolution

Don't forget your shoes and don't be late



I like the late bus

I'm lacking focus and i'll drive you to disraction

Is revolution your one solution

To drive me into false action

My phone bill, my finance, my fridge is a mess

I should sort it out but i couldn't care less



Revolution x 8