Blur - Sunday, Sunday Lyrics
Sunday, sunday here again in tidy attireYou read the colour supplement, the tv guideYou dream of protein on a plateRegret you left it quite so lateTo gather the family around the tableTo eat enough sleepOh, the sunday sleepSunday, sunday here again a walk in the parkYou meet an old soldier and talk of the pastHe fought for us in two world wars andThe england he knew is no moreHe sings the songs of praise but always falls asleepFor that sunday sleepBut he knows what he knowsSunday, sundayOh, that sunday sleep....Sunday, sunday here again in tidy attireYou read the colour supplement, the tv guideYou dream of protein on a plate, regret you left it quite so lateYou gather the family around the table to eat enough to sleepAnd mothers pride is your epithetThat extra slice youll soon regretSo going out is your best bet, then bingo yourself to sleepOh that sunday sleep....
