You take white finger Slide the nail under the top and bottom of my blazer Relax the fraying wool, slacken and I'm Not to look at you in the shoe, but the eyes, the eyes
Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and You must follow, leave this factory You'll find me in the matinee, the of the matinee It's better in the matinee, the of the matinee is mine, yes, it's mine
I time journey to bump into you, accidentally I charm you and tell you of the I hate, all the girls I hate All the words I hate, all the clothes I How I'll be anything I hate
You smile mention that you like Or how have a happy life if you did the things you like
me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave academic factory You'll find me in the matinee, of the matinee better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine, yes, it's mine
So I'm on BBC2 now, telling Wogan how I made it and What I made is unclear now, but his deference is and his is My and smile are so easy now Yes, it's easy now, yes, easy now
Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and You must follow, leave this academic You'll find me in the matinee, of the matinee It's in the matinee, the dark of the matinee
Well, me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files You must follow, leave this academic You'll find me in the matinee, the of the matinee Better in the matinee, the dark of the matinee is mine, yes, mine