Johnny stumbles, Johnny falls
Under slogans off the wall
He sees wears the sense
He says, Call me Mr. Malcontent

A waste of space and alcohol
Drinking rain and eating soil
And slogans off the wall
Cannot express himself at all

Cut off my nose despite my face
And I will not more longer wait
Should I laugh or should I cry?
Should I part my heavy heart?

A waste of space alcohol
Drinking rain, eating soil
And slogans off the wall
Cannot express himself at all

Cut off my nose despite my face
And I will not more longer wait
Or should I laugh or should I cry
As I become all I despise?

He says
My beautiful laundrette is my beautiful escape
My beautiful laundrette is my beautiful escape

My beautiful, you're too beautiful
And we can't get low enough
Oh my beautiful, my, my, my beautiful
But we can't get low enough
I'm going down, all going down
And dragging you down
But we can't get low enough
Got to get ahead, got to get ahead
Couldn't get ahead, couldn't get low enough
I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I can't get low enough