You take your white the nail under the top and bottom buttons of my blazer Relax the fraying wool, ties and I'm Not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, the eyes
me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave this academic You'll find me in the matinee, the dark of the It's better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine, yes, mine
I time every journey to into you, accidentally I charm you and tell you of the boys I hate, all the I hate All the I hate, all the clothes I hate How I'll never be anything I
You smile something that you like Or how you'd have a life if you did the things you like
Find me and me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, this academic factory You'll find me in the matinee, of the matinee It's in the matinee, the dark 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 unclear now, but his deference is and his is My words and are so easy now Yes, it's now, yes, it's easy now
Find me and me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave academic factory You'll find me in the matinee, dark of the It's better in the matinee, the dark of the
Well, find me and me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave this factory You'll find me in the matinee, the dark of the Better in the matinee, the of the matinee is mine, yes, it's mine