"Sunday" as written by and Nick/wright Pollock....
O Sunday!
Screw you and your yawning parks,
up yours and your quiet walks.
O Sunday!
Fuck you and your lack of structure,
it's enough to put a freak like me under.
The more hopeful and healthy the weather,
the sadder, the sadder I get.

She said:
It's enough, it's enough to be alive.
I replied: I could make it just fine
if I didn't feel so...

Please understand!
Being down don't give me no pleasure,
I'd rather be rollerblading
or Chinese New Year parading,
anything but debating

what she said:
there are many new pharmaceuticals
for people like me.

O Sunday!
You're like a girl I could never get,
you mock me in joy and gladness.


Lyrics submitted by tchaiz

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