I'm only here trying to make a living. I need another midnight idea. 45 bottles lay abandoned, and my discount disappeared. Two lines written in the paper and one of them is my name. I'm a long longs way from celebrating, and it's never gonna be the same. Do I miss you? I don't know. I just need something for my soul. 'Cos I'm a long long way from celebrating. Ever since I knew that you were crazy. You're like a human TV. Spending time with you is some challenge with a reaction guaranteed, We'll all be home in time for tea and medals and I could lick the pattern off a plate. I'm a long long way from celebrating, it's gonna be bitter sweet. Do I miss you? I don't know. I just need something for my soul. 'Cos I'm a long long way from celebrating. Would I miss you? Don't think so. Just gimme something for my soul. 'Cos I'm a long, long way from celebrating.