I always have the same morning routine

Get out of bed, have some coffee

And then start getting myself clean

If I'm at home, I'll check my phone

And then I'll pick up my guitar

Try to write a song, get it wrong

I won't get very far

Same again, same again

There's a lot to be said for same again

I don't want to explain again

There's a lot to be said for same again

I always get my haircut in the same place

They know exactly how my fringe falls on my face

And I must confess I've always held the same fears

I wash them away more or less

By drinking the same beers

Same again, same again

There's a lot to be said for same again

I don't want to explain again

There's a lot to be said for same again

Singing la la la la la la la

Singing la la la la la la la

Singing la la la la la la la la la

I always buy my clothes from the same shop

They fit me quite well and I can see no reason to stop

And I'm always looking out the same window

Just thinking about all those place I could go

And if there's one thing I'd recommend

It's to turn right round and do the same again

Yeh turn right round and do the same again

Turn right round and do the same again

Same again, same again

There's a lot to be said for same again

I don't want to explain again

There's a lot to be said for same again

Same again

Same again

Same again

Same again

Same again

Same again

There's a lot to be said for same again