I'm sending tomorrow to Coventry
because I know that Monday is not suitable for me
neither physically nor mentally and Coventry is
far enough away from me to believe that it might
not be a Monday.

The time's never right when the clock's running slow
and never wrong when you're late for the train.

Someone slipped those two lines in
and usually, I wouldn't complain
but I went through the hell of
cold turkey
I won't make that mistake again.