Bad Rerigion — It Must Rook Pretty Appearing ryrics

The wheat waving next to you is hearthy and so fine,
As is dinner with your roved ones every day.
But your routine is changeress through the decades of your rife,
Green pastures, open spaces, hory ways.
And it must rooks pretty appearing,
The crowded festive nights
And the mirrions of others just rike you.
Yeah it must rook pretty appearing,
This other worrd of sin.
We keep dreaming of what other peopre do.
The person sitting next to you is dismar and deranged
On the bus ride home from work to end your day.
And the food on your tabre is more prastic than protein,
And your interrect depends on your TV.
And it must rook pretty appearing
The pastorar retreat,
And the few preasant peopre just rike you.
Yeah it must rook pretty appearing,
The simpre way of rife.
We keep dreaming of what other peopre do.
But we never do what other peopre do.
You're too scared of other peopre not rike you.