Lyrics Feel Alright - Graham Coxon

Those Sunday mornings
Not a scrap in sight
I'll go without
I do it out of spite
All by myself, yeah
Food's lost it's flavor
I refuse to bite
Do myself no favors
Stay in every night
Ashtrays in rows
But you know
I Feel alright
It's just another Sunday morning
Then it's Sunday night
I feel alright
It's just the ghost of you behind me
Sitting right up tight
I'll read the paper
But it's yesterday's
The world's gone mad
And I'm going the same way
All by myself, yeah
When the sun is shining
I didn't get no hope
I'm new to whining
And I'm all out of soap
It's good to feel dirty, yeah
When you feel alright
It's just another Sunday morning
Everything's alright
I feel alright
It's just the ghost of you behind me
Sitting right up tight
Sitting right up tight
So many miles
Between me and you
So many days
I don't know what to do
Be by myself
Then I know I'll be alright
On another Sunday morning
Another Sunday night
I'll be alright
With the ghost of you behind me
Sitting right up tight
Sitting right up tight
Sitting right up tight
Sitting right up tight