Monsters Under The Bed

There are so many hours in the day

I know I've got work to do but hey

My will to move, or even use my brain

Is weathered by the eternal english rain

And when the talk show ends, I scream

Right at the screen for more pregnant teens

I can't fall asleep it's almost 3 so I water the flowers out on the street

And I spent 5 hours on the net last night

Avoiding the monsters under my bed with square eyes

How fan-fucking-tabulous it is to be so scared of the dark like this

I know I've got work to do, it's a bitch

I'm staggering round, I can't find the switch

And I spent 5 hours on the net last night

Avoiding the monsters under the bed with square eyes

Now I dare not stick my feet out the end, in case they bite and sing a monster song

La-da-dup-ba-da-bow-ah

There are so many hours in the day to address this problem in some way

Some barbie doll talks of carb intake

I turn it off, and for now, I'm ok