one day i m loaded next day i m broke spent all my money on whisky and coke riding high till the rock hit the spoke it s like window shopping for blinds spent all my money on a sunbed tan spoke the best that a young girl can ended up with a blind drunk man it s like window shopping for blinds it s like the heartbreak hotel with the heartbreak but nowhere to stay the doors are shut on us the neon light fading to grey they say i drink too much to me well that s just profound how do you know you can t swim until you have drowned well there s always a drop in the bottle lady always a sip of the wine the glass doesn t seem quite so empty when window shopping for blinds  it s like gatecrashing a field that s not true they ve a harvest they yield save your tears for your evening meal when you re window shopping for blinds one day you re sober next day you re not one day remembered the next day forgot spent all my money on cocaine and pot it s like window shopping for blinds covered in bruises from head to toe no one to speak to and nowhere to go a map of nowhere and nowhere i know it s like window shopping for blinds but what if my husband should come well tell me what have you done i ve cherished my vodka i ve cherished my rum don t mind us we re just licking our wounds in the sun it s like writing i love you in snow you know when you write it the message will go i want a message my lover will find don t mind us we re just window shopping for blinds
['britpop', 'melancholia', 'new wave pop', 'sophisti-pop']