World's end press - Second day uptown lyrics

I feel like an image photocopied seven hundred times My cheap print my faded lines - Press down the dirty floor with all these __ ticket stubs Big feet up above I'm a man I've got reasonable abilities And I was told that there gonna be some use to me What ever happened to the things I would reflect upon I guess I'm losing track Stop, I'm shock through My shape is changing, that's true The resurrection is now Only my second day uptown Stuck in the elevator with the ghost of Christmas past He's telling me just what I've lost I jog the block as quick compressions flick around in me But I can't seem to have joined the dots I'm a man and I've got reasonable abilities Trying hard to remember every part of me Whatever happened to things I used to think about I guess I'm losing track Stop, I'm shock through My shape is changing, that's true The resurrection is now Only my second day uptown Stop, I'm shock through My shape is changing, that's true The resurrection is now Only my second day uptown Only my second day uptown Uptown