Letras
There's a gun sight between my eyes
Oh the jungle's so full of surprises
Looking 'round for my friends to arrive
Maybe they stayed at home to stay alive
Sunday seems to be another bloody Sunday
With the lousy Sunday
Seems to be another bloody Sunday
Can you tell me where the weekend goes?
'Cause it sure goes
Fast
There's a church that stays open all day
Saving souls as they're passing the pay round
So salute the American way
Keep your head down, don't make a sound
Sunday seems to be another bloody Sunday
With the lousy Sunday
Seems to be another bloody Sunday
Can you tell me where the weekend goes?
'Cause it sure goes
Fast
The hours are irregular
When you're up against the popular crop
But you'd rather be a venture thing
Than serving up in Burger King
You cut the rug and wipe the floor
When they get theirs and you get your kicks
So who cares what you're fighting for?
You should have put on a uniform
Keep your eyes on the road up ahead
Someone's mind may be yours for far more around the bend
Now you've shooed all the ghosties away
Little man, you've had a busy day
Sunday seems to be another bloody Sunday
With the lousy Sunday
Seems to be another bloody Sunday
Can you tell me where the weekend goes?
'Cause it sure goes