Too Late

Too late
Too late
It’s too late now
Too late
Too late
It’s too late now

Used to think you were all mine
Used to think we would be alright
Used to think you were all mine
Used to think we would be alright

I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've been here before,
I dont recognise the Doctor or the hammer on the floor.

What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
I dont recognise the Vicar or the painting on the wall.

That sounds like a great idea,
That sounds such a great idea,
That sounds like a great idea,
Ill steal yours and you'll steal mine.

That sounds like a great idea,
We make up these great ideas,
these all make for great ideas,
With you and me , we'll all be fine.

I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've ever been here before,
I dont think I've been here before,
I dont recognise the Doctor or the hammer on the floor.

What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
What was this meant to mean me?
I dont recognise the Vicar or the painting on the wall.

That sounds like a great idea,
That sounds such a great idea,
That sounds like a great idea,
Ill steal yours and you'll steal mine.

That sounds like a great idea,
We make up these great ideas,
these all make for great ideas,
With you and me , we'll all be fine.

We'll all be fine
We'll all be fine
We'll all be fine

All eyes on the prize , individualism is on the rise,
got nothing left to talk about but me.
How I appeal, how do I feel, shooting the schpeel,
Everyday is a symptomatic narcissistic showreel for you to see.
And I ask you, tell me again.

Oh boy, whats your hit count, oh girl, pout the lips out,
Confront the inner fears in public.
Self love is self inflicted , got myself all self addicted,

we birth the vanity republic.
And I ask you, tell me again.
And I ask you, when will it end.
This vanity Republic
This vanity Republic

He got a sick note, he don't need opinion,
Got a policy novelty for the minions, all out.
No reason to shout about it.
He got new shoes, straight views, loved by legions
And an ever seemingly increasing loss of reason.
But hey, the world has to end some day.
God bless all of you keeping account.
Its about the damage limitation and the placement of doubt.
Slim times for the who where? who why? Who when?
And all the nonsense singing cavalries.
Its your ugly word now.
Conversation indicating self fulfilling prophecies,
If you cannot do, then stay away from teaching.
This inadequacy is spreading through genetically
End the surman, put an end to these proceedings
Woah woah woah woah
Put an end to the proceedings