Sunday Sunday (2012 Remaster) - Blur

Sunday Sunday

Here again in tidy attire

You read the color supplement

The TV guide

You dream of protein on a plate

Regret you left it

Quite so late

To gather the family

Round the table to

Eat enough to sleep

Oh 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 two world wars

And says the England

He knew is no more

He sings the Songs of Praise

Every week but always falls asleep

For the Sunday sleep

Sunday

Sunday

For that Sunday sleep

Sunday Sunday

Here again in tidy attire

You read the color supplement

The TV guide

You dream of protein on a plate

Regret you left it quite so late

Together the family around the table

To eat enough to sleep

And mother's pride is you epithet

That extra slice you will soon regret

So going out is your best bet

Then bingo yourself to sleep

Oh the Sunday sleep