My mum always liked Delia Smith

And I drank, drank, drank just to deal with my shit

I learned to tell little white lies

When I feel inadequate almost all the time

I'd like to think I'm deep

But I just skim the pages, so I can fake my speech

Who wants to be special anyway?

Me, fucking me, and I'm not ashamed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

A bed, a bar, a bed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

Sometimes I wish I was

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

A bed, a bar, a bed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

Sometimes I wish I was

I was always so cripplingly shy

I was good at sports, but I always cried

I loved my friends and I hated my life

I couldn't be bothered doing anything with my time

I think I know a little about a lot

But don't ask me too much, or I might get caught

So don't speak too loud

Don't speak up too loud

Or they'll brand you a bitch, and they'll throw you out

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

A bed, a bar, a bed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

Sometimes I wish I was

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

A bed, a bar, a bed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

Sometimes I wish I was

Who wants to be special anyway?

Me, fucking me, and I'm not ashamed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

A bed, a bar, a bed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

Sometimes I wish I was

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

A bed, a bar, a bed

A bed, a wardrobe, a bed

Sometimes I wish I was

Sometimes I wish I was dead

Delia Smith

Songtexte Delia Smith - SPRINTS