O No. Not Again

Well your briefcase is open and your papers, they are torn
And you look for your chequebook but you find that it's gone
So you fumble in your pocket for the change for the train
Well the woman, she glares at you and then she calls you names

Falling down the steps, you get soaked by the rain
It's so hard to carry on, it's so hard to explain

But when it comes down to knowing who you are
Feels like a waste of time, you'd be better off by far
With a fistful of friends and a beat up old guitar
And some food and some wine in a jar

Well the advertising signs saying James Bond is here
Only deal you discomfort and they fill you with fear
And you need a cigarette but there's no smoking in here
It's so hard to carry on, it gets harder every year

But when it comes down to knowing who you are
Seems like a waste of time, you'd be better off by far
With a fistful of friends and a beat up old guitar
Oh no no, oh no no, not again

Oh no no, oh no no, oh no no, not again
Oh no no, oh no no, oh no no, not again
Oh no no, no no no, no no no, not again
Oh no no, oh no no, oh no no, not again
No no no, no no no, no no no no, not again
No no, no no no no, no no no no, not again