Trevor Lyrics

My name is Trevor whoever

At school they said I'm clever

Where'd that get me?

Flat in Stepney

With a wife and kid that left me

Eat my supper a sucker

My single serving dinners

A night worker who's neighbours

They scream in foreign patois

I wash dishes feed my fishes

And then I take a shower

take the letters I've written

I put them on the counter

Turn off telly I'm ready

My face says in the mirror

Pick up package and bag it

Yeah the ticky tocky wreckage

All the scrapple and metal

My internet researching

Lock my door wonder who for?

And the thought it gets me laughing

Walk to the bus stop and get it

The one that comes from Mile end

Watching commuters work routers

Yeah the suited and the booted

As they scurry and hurry

Their lives so convoluted

Feel the city above me

All that whirring and the hooting

Palms are sweaty I'm heavy

The feeling of the package

As I exit I'm walking the middle of the racket

Sit on hard steel of benches

In the heart of this commotion

People around me are smiling

Life's moving in slow motion

Light is upon me

It's on me

And telephones are ringing

Ain't it funny all that talking yeah

And no one's ever listening

When you needed some feeling

To know that you existed

Were persisted and listed

Acknowledged and were gifted

Well you'll see any minute

I've started up my message

Ticking ticking it's not stopping

And I'm looking at your faces

While I'm grinning and rocking

'Cos in my head there's cheering

Yeah the future's a game and no one here is winning

The future's a game and no one here is winning

So sing Aristotle

Going bubble to bottle

Going Bottle to battle

We can't live how we want to

So sing Aristotle

Going bubble to bottle

Going Bottle to battle

We can't live how we want to

Don't say I'm dead

I can't believe it