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Sunday Blues
Sunday falls down easySunday falls down easyFall asleep in church, Dad wakes me up, I fall asleep againThen we swing on by the Bagelsmith, one salt and one garlicRead the paper even though there's only two good comic stripsAnd that's about the time my day becomes a messDon't bother with TVThe networks never show the Broncos, it's regional coverageThey do it to spite meWhy go out to the street? I hate the neighborsHow am I supposed to act like Elway if they won't let me play QB?Believe itSunday falls down easySunday falls down easyOpen up the fridge, I close it, then I open it againI get out my science book and wonder where the weekend wentThen I'm staring out the window as I offer this lamentIf it's my day off, why am I so depressed?The Friday morning glee, the Sunday bluesIt's all about anticipation, there' no “in the moment” for meI gotta break this streakLetras de cancionesI can't hang with the 9-5ers and drive-time DJs sayin', “TGIF, buddy”Believe itSunday falls down easySunday falls down easy From Letras Mania