You take white finger Slide the nail under the top and buttons of my blazer the fraying wool, slacken ties and I'm Not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, the eyes
Find me and follow me through corridors, and files You must follow, leave academic factory You'll find me in the matinee, the of the matinee better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine, yes, it's mine
I every journey to bump into you, accidentally I charm you and you of the boys I hate, all the girls I hate All the words I hate, all the I hate How never be anything I hate
You smile mention something that you Or how you'd have a happy life if you did the you like
Find me and follow me corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave academic factory find me in the matinee, dark of the matinee It's better in the matinee, the of the matinee is mine, yes, it's mine
So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Terry how I made it and What I made is now, but his deference is and his laughter is My and smile are so easy now Yes, it's now, yes, it's easy now
Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and You must follow, leave this factory find me in the matinee, dark of the matinee It's better in the matinee, the of the matinee
Well, find me and follow me corridors, refectories and files You must follow, this academic factory You'll find me in the matinee, the of the matinee Better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine, yes, mine