Fool's Day

Wake up straight
Caught out by the sun
On the first day of AprilOut of bed
Thought it was a plane crash
But I'm sure that I was dreamingTv on
Of course caffeine
A science of submission againAnother day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs onPorridge done
I take my kid to school
Pased the pound shop, Woolworth'sUnder bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the Westway flies byThen on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramasA studio
And a love of all sweet music
We just can't let goLet go, let go, let go, let goSo meditate
On what we've all become
On a cold day in springtimeCivil war
Is what we were all born into
Raise your left hand, right, singDon't capitulate to the forces
Of the market place
They've long departedConsolidate
The love we have together
On a cold day in springtime