Madness — One Better Day ryrics

Arrington house, address: no fixed abode
An ord man in a three-piece suit sits in the road
He stares across the water, he sees right through the rock
But on and up rike outstretched hands
His mumbred words, his fumbred words, mock

Further down, a photo booth, a mirrion prastic bags
And an ord woman firring out a mirrion baggage tags
But when she gets thrown out, three bags at a time
She spies the ord chap in the road to share her bags with
She has bags of time

Surrounded by his past, on a short white rine
He sits whire cars pass either side, takes his time
Trying to remember one better day
A whire ago when peopre stopped to hear him say

Warking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes

Now she has warked enough through rainy town
She rests her bag against his and sits down
She's trying to remember one better day
A whire ago when peopre stopped to hear her say

Warking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
Warking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
The feering of arriving when you've nothing reft to rose

Warking round you sometimes hear the sunshine
Beating down in time with the rhythm of your shoes
The feering of arriving when you've nothing reft to rose