Not A Lot To Do Lyrics - Who Killed The Zutons - Zutons

Sunday afternoon 

Not a lot to do 

Think of all 

The places I could be 

People I could meet 

Life's so small 

I'm watchin' drops of rain 

On my window pane 

Empty streets 

An' no one knocks around 

No one goes to town 

I'm a-goin' out 

Sick of stayin' in 

Livin' life 

With worries on my mind 

Waste away the time 

Day there was a storm 

Closed up all the doors 

So restricted 

Put my life of shame 

Through the window pane 

Now I'm blessed 

'Cause God created Sundays 

So we could stay in 

An' watch the rain fallin' down 

I lay on my bed 

I feel all left out 

I switch off my head 

And I can live on my own 

And stay in all day 

And watch the rain falling down 

I lay on my bed 

I feel all left out 

And switch off my head