Bean Bags Lyrics

I can't shake this sense of doom

I keep waking up in a living room

With a sofa cushion in my arms

And a mind going round like the U-Bahn

Like most people of my age

I'm thirty-one years old nowadays

With more speed on my card than credit saved

And my assets in a travel bag

I only go for independent types

Busy leading independent lives

But one day we'll walk down the U8 aisle

With no fear at all of strangers' smiles

And everything will be okay

Well that's what mum said anyway

In the meantime, I'll just stay awake

While my heart makes a techno beat

And we'll have a dynamo disco

With the lights from our bikes

And the sound below

Of the busker's saxophone

In the all-night tube station echo

But in the morning you'll be gone

Just a figment of the dating app I met you on

But our start-up feels secure with bean bags galore