H1dden T8pes - Sunday Morning

You must be having a bubble
She's fucking stolen the covers
And to make things worse
She's gone and opened up
The curtains
Now I'm
Bathing in the blinding sunlight
Praying when I wake it's nighttime
Now is not the right time
To wake me up and
I'll be alright
If you
Let me lie
In my bed
On Sunday morning
On Sunday
I'll be alright
If you
Let me lie
In my bed
On Sunday morning
Sunday morning
You must be pulling my leg
Stop fucking pulling my leg
I won't get out this bed
I'm feeling like I'm dead
Or in Resident Evil
My friend Jack is still swimming through my bloodstream
I'd get up but I'm coming down with something
Or coming down on something
That Barry gave me
Jill Sandwich
I'll be alright
If you
Just let me lie
In my bed
On Sunday morning
I'll be alright
If you
Just let me lie
In my bed
On Sunday morning
Sunday morning
And whilst you're up
Stick the kettle on my love
Stick the kettle on my love
You know that I'm sweet enough
Go on then
I'll have one
One
One
Only one
Fuck it
Give us two then
I'll be alright
If you
Just let me lie
In my bed
On Sunday morning
I'll be alright
If you
Just let me lie
In my bed
On Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Jill Sandwich

Written by:
Stuart Bartlett

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