Sunday Sunday

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

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 songs of praise every week but always falls asleep

for that Sunday sleep

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 epithetm that extra slice you will soon

regret

So going out is your best bet, then bingo yourself to sleep

oh the Sunday sleep