Flat-Pack Philosophy Buzzcocks

[Verse 1]
I'm cracking up, can't take the strain
From heaven to hell and back again
And so each night, I say a prayer
Someone to love, someone to care

[Chorus]
Hold on, why am I here? What are we living for? (Oh, oh)
All of my hopes, dreams, and desires, assembly required
That's flat-pack philosophy

[Verse 2]
So when my thoughts make me depressed
I think the best, and fuck the rest
Despite it all, the future's key
The double-decker bus, the one I didn't see

[Chorus]
Hold on, why am I here? What are we living for? (Oh, oh)
All of my hopes, dreams, and desires, assembly required
That's flat-pack philosophy

[Interlude]

[Chorus]
Hold on, why am I here? What are we living for? (Oh, oh)
All of my hopes, dreams, and desires, assembly required
That's flat-pack philosophy