Sunday Again Lyrics - Fury In The Slaughterhouse

I'd like to welcome you to my family earthquake 

A good mood for God's sake 

Even my father's got up 

To smash his coffee cup 

Right on time, my aunt cries 

Mum smiles and tells lies 

My little sister in her blossom-white dress 

Can't understand the mess 

When TV is boring and grandma is talking like rain 

(Grandma is talking like rain) 

I know it's Sunday again 

Mother is screaming and dad's in the pub with a friend 

(Dad's in the pub with a friend) 

I know it's Sunday again 

Nothing's so wonderful than church bells on Sunday 

Just a bit early, ooh, how I love washing dad's car 

And grandpa's stories 'bout the war 

It's good mood, for God's sake 

I know it's Sunday again 

When TV is boring and grandma is talking like rain 

(Grandma is talking like rain) 

I know it's Sunday again 

Mother is screaming and dad's in the pub with a friend 

(Dad's in the pub with a friend) 

I know it's Sunday again 

I know it's Sunday again 

When TV is boring and grandma is talking like rain 

(Grandma is talking like rain) 

I know it's Sunday again 

Mother is screaming and dad's in the pub with a friend 

(Dad's in the pub with a friend) 

I know it's Sunday again 

When TV is boring and grandma is talking like rain 

(Grandma is talking like rain) 

I know it's Sunday again 

Mother is screaming and dad's in the pub with a friend 

(Dad's in the pub with a friend) 

I know it's Sunday again 

I know it's Sunday again 

I know it's Sunday again 

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday 

Thursday, Friday, Saturday 

I know it's Sunday again