This circular came through my door
It was square
So I complained
I followed the sign marked “nowhere”
But never got there
I complained
My red rose tattoo turned blue
I didn't know what to do
Who to blame
So I called up you and I complained
And I know that dreams come true
Later, later
And the sun comes shining through
Later, later
But when the big parade
Turned the other way
I complained
I couldn't get fit
I didn't fit
And I felt like shit
So I complained
My rose tinted lenses became overlaid
With visions of horror and pain
I complained
My burning questions fizzled out
Like cigarettes in the rain
I didn't know what to do
Who to blame
So I called up you and I complained
And I know that dreams come true
Later, later
And the sun come shining through?
Later, later
But when the bailiffs came
On my holiday
I complained
Later, later [x2]
I compromised and complied
But relations stayed strained
I complained
I watched the whole thing
But after sixty minutes
The mystery remained unexplained
I complained
I rang the emergency services
But they didn't know what to do, who to blame
And they didn't rate my case as an emergency anyway
So I put the phone down and I called up you
And I complained
And I know that dreams come true
Later, later
And the sun comes shining through
Later, later
But when I returned to find
An empty space where my
Bicycle had been chained
I complained [x2]
Complained
And I know that dreams come true
Later, later
And the sun comes shining through
Later, later
But there are still dark days
When I lose my way
Slow down, sit around
And complain