Sunday

This house is as slick as a senator statement This job is a masquerade of recreation Like a wreck, I'm sinking fast The key to everything I crawl for Sunday When I don't have to move Caught up in dreams untangled one day Where I don't have to prove The days roll on and finally Sunday A Sunday afternoon I've got it all, but what's it for But getting some more (Always ready, always steady) (Always ready, always steady) This street is as cold as a corporate lawsuit A pride I confide is telling me to wipe my boot I'm a wreck, what did he expect The key to everything I crawl for Sunday When I don't have to move Caught up in dreams untangled one day Where I don't have to prove The days roll on and finally Sunday A Sunday afternoon I've got it all, and so what now Do what they say, and you do what they say, go back Do what they say, and you do what they say, go back Do what they say, and do what they say Til Sunday Until I'm black and blue Oh what can I do Always ready, always steady Always ready, always steady All I need in the end is killing me and you All I need in the end is killing me and you All I need in the end is killing me and you All I need in the end is killing me and you All I need in the end is killing me and you All I need in the end is killing me and you