Blur – Sunday Sunday

sunday sunday here again in tidy attire

you read the colour supplement,

the tv guide

you dream of protein on a plate

regret you left it quite so late

to gather the family around the table

to eat enough to sleep on,

the sunday sleep

sunday sunday

here again a walk in the park

you meet an old soldier

and talk of the past

he fought for us in the two world wars

and says

the england he knew is no more

he sing the songs of praise every week

but always falls to sleep

for that sunday sleep

you dream of protein on a plate

regret you left it quite so late

to gather the family around the table

to eat enough to sleep

and mother`s pride is you epithet

the extra slice you will soon regret

so going out is your best bet,

then bingo yourself to sleep

on the sunday sleep