Fucking Ada Lyrics

Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
Moments of sadness, moments of guilt
Stains on the memory, stains on the quilt
Chapter of incidents, chapter and verse
Sub-heading chronic, paragraph worseLost in the limelight, baked in the blaze
Did it for nine pence, those were the days
Give me my acre and give me my plough
Tell me tomorrow, don't bother me nowFucking Ada, fucking Ada
Fucking Ada, fucking AdaTimes at a distance, times without touch
Greed forms the habit of asking too much
Followed at bedtime by builders and bells

Wait 'til the doldrums which nothing dispelsIdly, mentally, doubtful and dread
Who runs with the beans shall not stale with the bread
Let me lie fallow in dormant dismay
Tell me tomorrow, don't bother todayFucking ada, fucking ada
Fucking ada, fucking adaTried like a good 'un, did it all wrong
Thought that the hard way was taking to long
To late for regret or chemical change
Yesterday's targets have gone out of rangeFailure infolds me with clammy green arms
Damn the excursions and blast the alarms
For the rest of what's natural I'll lay on the ground
Tell me tomorrow if I'm still aroundFucking Ada, fucking Ada
Fucking Ada, fucking Ada
Fucking Ada, fucking Ada
Fucking Ada, fucking Ada
(repeat lots)