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Sunday, Sunday [Rocklife T.V. Concert] by Blurالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Sunday, Sunday [Rocklife T.V. Concert] by Blur

     

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Sunday, Sunday here again, 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
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 the England he knew is now no more
He sings the songs of praise every week but always falls asleep
Full of Sunday sleep
(But he knows what he knows)

Sunday, Sunday

Sunday, Sunday here again, 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
And mother's pride is your epithet, that extra slice you'll soon regret
So going out is your best bet, then bingo yourself to sleep
Oh that Sunday sleep

Writer : ALBARN, DAMON/JAMES, STEVEN ALEXANDER/COXON, GRAHAM
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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