On the Sofa
Sold my soul on the sofa of a friend I know
While I drank all his beer
Sold my sould on the sofa of a friend I know
While I smoked all his gear
I was in the mood for dancing
They couldn't shut me up
And thats a poor excuse I know for the stupid stuff I took
Kissed my girl, on the sofa of a friend I know
I'm passed a pack of cards to deal
Insomnia by Feeder's playing on the radio
I know exactly how they feel
I was in the mood for dancing
they couldn't shut me up
thats a poor excuse I know for the stupid stuff I took
Wake up late, on the sofa of a friend I know
to find my girl has gone away
and squeeze are telling me that it is really cool for cats
here starts another mental day, another mental day
another mental day, another mental day