The Dark Of The Matinee Songtext / Lyric

Take your white finger

Slide the nail under

The top and bottom buttons of

My blazer

Relax the fraying wool

Slacken ties and I'm

Not to look at you in the shoe

But the eyes

Find the eyes



Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory

You'll find me in the matinée

The dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée

The dark of the matinée is mine



Yes it's mine






Time every journey

To bump into you

Accidentally, I

Charm you and tell you

Of the boys I hate

All the girls I hate

All the words I hate

All the clothes I hate

How I'll never be anything I hate

You smile, mention something that you like

Oh how you'd have a happy life

If you did the things you like



Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory



You'll find me in the matinée

The dark of the matinée

It's better in the matinée

The dark of the matinée is mine



Yes it's mine

So I'm on BBC2 now

Telling Terry Wogan how I made it and



What I made is unclear now

But his deference is

And his laughter is

My words and smile are so easy now

Yes, It's easy now

Yes, It's easy now



Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory

You'll find me in the matinée

The dark of the matinée



It's better in the matinée



The dark of the matinée

Find me and follow me through corridors, refectories and files

You must follow, leave this academic factory

You'll find me in the matinée

The dark of the matinée

Better in the matinée

The dark of the matinée is mine

Yes it's mine