Sunday

For those who've slept

For those who've kept

Themselves jacked up

How Jesus wept

Sunday

Sunday

For those in need

For those who speed

For those who try to slow their minds with **

Sunday

Sunday

For those who wake

With a blind headache

Who must be still

Who will sit and wait

For sunday to be monday

Yeah it will be ok

Do nothing today

Give yourself a break

Let your imagination run away

For those with guilt

For those who wilt

Under pressure

No tears over spilt milk

Sunday

Sunday

Sunday

Sunday

Sunday

Yeah it will be ok

Do nothing today

Give yourself a break

Let your imagination runaway

Yeah it will be ok

Do nothing today

Give yourself a break

Let your imagination runaway

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