Sitting in the bus or standing in the tube,
Waiting in the cafe or the supermarket queue,
In the dentist's waiting room, in the barber's chair,
In the middle of someone's wedding, I don't care.
I'm the buffoon who's sat next to you,
When you hear that cursed ringtone, that's my cue
Shouting it out totally oblivious,
The world and his wife are going to know my
Can't switch it off it's a part of me,
This call's important can't you see?
On the centre court at Wimbledon when the point's
On the 18th green, putting for the title,
In the quiet movement of a symphony,
The bloody thing goes off in a foreign key,
Sitting on the toilet in the cubicle next door,
Nowhere's sacred 'cos you know I'll be..
You can't shut me out I might just as well,
Have a pair of speakers on my shoulders to get more
Don't know how I ever managed without my
Now you'd have to surgically remove the sodding
Any time, any place , night or day,
(SHOUT!)"Yeah, I'm in the library at the moment,
shall I get a takeaway?"
Don't think you'll find sanctuary, think that you'll
At the top of a Welsh mountain or by a Scottish lake,
I'll shatter the peace of the English countryside
There's no offshore island I can't find,
And when you reach those paerly gates,
I'll be leaning on the wall outside gobbin to me
Once more but LOUDER!