Hated Sunday Songtext
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Hated Sunday Songtext
Close the window, draw the blinds
I can′t stand it if the sun shines
On Sunday
Hated Sunday
Disturbing pictures on the news
Distant wars, but they won't touch you
On Sunday
Hated Sunday
Your mother calls
She′s alright
Your sister calls
She's in hospital
Honoring politician dead
Car found parked at Beachy Head
On Sunday
Hated Sunday
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England on a Sunday, ay
Hated Sunday
Sunday night, time stands still
One last drag, it still feels like school
Tomorrow
Hated Sunday
Your mother calls
She's alright
Your brother calls
He wants money
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England on a Sunday
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England on a Sunday, ay
I can′t stand it if the sun shines
On Sunday
Hated Sunday
Disturbing pictures on the news
Distant wars, but they won't touch you
On Sunday
Hated Sunday
Your mother calls
She′s alright
Your sister calls
She's in hospital
Honoring politician dead
Car found parked at Beachy Head
On Sunday
Hated Sunday
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England on a Sunday, ay
Hated Sunday
Sunday night, time stands still
One last drag, it still feels like school
Tomorrow
Hated Sunday
Your mother calls
She's alright
Your brother calls
He wants money
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England on a Sunday
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England on a Sunday, ay
Writer(s): Luke Michael Haines, Jonathan Edward Hoadley Foster-moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com