With an eye for design
You can draw away the line
Circles in the air
From a metal spiral stair
Oh you've got a nice place

There's a mirror on the wall
That reflects nothing at all
An imprinting of a girl
Who must be very small
Oh you've got a nice place
I wish it was mine

It's the eye, eye
The eye for design
It's the eye, eye
The eye for design

But there's a shelf on the wall
With hooks about to fall
Parlour pretty curtains
And carpet in your hall
Oh you've got a nice place

There's a towel in the bathroom
The color of is pink
Mirrors on your ceiling
And your sheets that stink
But you've got a nice place
I wish it was mine

It's the sign, the sign of the times
With an eye, an eye to design

It's the eye, eye
The eye for design
It's the eye, eye
The eye for design

This is the way to be
This is the way to spend your precious money you love
Keep searching keep looking around

written by Cy Curnin, Adam Woods, Jamie West-Oram, Rupert Greenall, Charlie Barrett