Goodness Gracious - The Lucksmiths

What a stupid waste of sunshine

A funeral pace down a favourite street

But I have to come home sometime, I suppose

Don’t be hopeful on my behalf

I’d like to offer my resignation

And strangle myself with a football scarf

Or act in self-defenestration

Yeah, I have seen better days

The weekend was mine to waste

I had nothing to do

And you had nothing to do with me

And I try, and I try, and I try your patience

How low must your expectations be?

Goodness gracious me

Goodness gracious me