Sunday Sunday here again in 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 says The England he knew is now no more He sings the Songs of Praise every week But always falls asleep For that Sunday sleep Sunday Sunday here again in 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 the Sunday sleep

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