Working Sunday Blues Songtext
von Surjo

It′s Monday and I can feel the blues
Six more days of sustained abuse
The boss comes in and he blocks the view
He says I gotta work on Sunday too

It's not as if this wasn′t hard enough already
Six days a week and I am barely keeping steady
Now you want me working on my day of fun
Serve me on a platter cuz I feel completely done

Working Sundays, put it on the news
I am not a bottle you recycle and reuse
Working Sundays, I'm blowing out my fuse
Yes you have an evil plan, looks like you're amused
Working Sundays, piss on all my plans
Playing my guitar and drinking beer out of a can
Working Sundays, the killer blow to life
Give me just one day so I can spend it with my wife


It′s been a while since I have spoken to my friends
When did it come to this it makes no bloody sense
My guitar′s standing tall while I'm the one who gently weeps
Cuz working on a Sunday, has brought me to my knees

This better not be going on for real long
Working on a Sunday feels so very wrong
You′re going on a trip and you leave me in the lurch
It's morning on a Sunday and I ain′t even been to church

Working Sundays, put it on the news
I am not a bottle you recycle and reuse
Working Sundays, I'm blowing out my fuse
Yes you have an evil plan, looks like you′re amused
Working Sundays, piss on all my plans
Playing my guitar and drinking beer out of a can
Working Sundays, the killer blow to life
Give me just one day so I can spend it with my wife

Working Sunday blues
Working Sunday blues


Working Sundays, put it on the news
I am not a bottle you recycle and reuse
Working Sundays, I'm blowing out my fuse
Yes you have an evil plan, looks like you're amused
Working Sundays, piss on all my plans
Playing my guitar and drinking beer out of a can
Working Sundays, the killer blow to life
Give me just one day so I can spend it with my wife