Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rocket Science
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roman Tucker
Songwriter
Kit Warhurst
Songwriter
David Gray
Songwriter
Paul Maybury
Songwriter
Lyrics
Supermarket and shade on this sunny day
Seated on a park bench, people wonder about, back and forth
Curious pidgeons huddle, as the tram collects
Bohemians, old revolutionaries, gentrified, simple, suited and white
All different and all the same
A pleasant rectangular space
With an offer of everything today
It's a safe uninstalling middle affair
Something is nothing every footstep
Not on Saturday
Not on Saturday
Not on Saturday
Something is nothing with every footstep
Supermarket and shade on this sunny day
So I rejected my stomach contents
Fountain spiralling
Like a hose over grass by the tree
No one notices me
Heaving on bench
Agitated and gushing red
Not on Saturday
Not on Saturday
Not on Saturday
Something is nothing with every footstep
I've got my bags got my bananas
Dog on a leash, my yellow flowers
I've got my crossword, I got my pillow
Look away, turn away
I've got my tats and orange shoes
I've got my phone and mask too
I've got myself, I've got my generation
Don't want to know about anything else that involves you
Not on Saturday
Not on Saturday
Not on Saturday
Something is nothing with every footstep
Written by: David Gray, Kit Warhurst, Paul Maybury, Roman Tucker
