Little Ian, the camp old queen 
Went to London and came back lean 
Little Leslie, fond of the sun 
Came back with more than a tan 
Tried to change the shape of their lives 
Carved from concrete with a welfare knife 
Their vain brains in their hedonistic heads 
Only carved a hole in their bodies instead 

Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 

Oh, what can be this? 
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day) 
It's bad enough as it is 
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss 

Little Ian, the camp old queen 
Went to London and came back lean 
Little Leslie, fond of the sun 
Came back with more than a tan 
Tried to change the shape of their lives 
Carved from concrete with a welfare knife 
Their vain brains in their hedonistic heads 
Only carved a hole in their bodies instead 

Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 
Every day I feel the same, every day drains into the 
next 

Oh, what can be this? 
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day) 
It's bad enough as it is 
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss 

Oh no, what can be this? 
What have I done to deserve this? (Every day) 
It's bad enough as it is 
I've been kicked in the face by the punishment kiss 
Punishment kiss 
Punishment kiss 
Punishment kiss