Lyrics

Sunday morning silence
Curtains stay closed late
No one thinks of kitchens
Mornings in a filthy state

Dishes cups and beer stains
Ashtrays on the floor
Sunday morning papers
Are left outside the front door

Sunday school and Sunday roast
Sunday papers Sunday post
Sunday morning Sunday rest
Sunday sermon Sunday best

Sunday bloody Sunday’s rest

Glass of fizzy water
Helps to start the day
Sit and listen to Sunday silence
Problems fade away
Sunday cars and drivers
Break the morning air
Uncollected milk outside
Reveals there’s no one there

Bathrobes hanging waiting
Window steaming up
Somewhere in the sink downstairs
There lies an unwashed cup

Tea and toast for breakfast
Clear away the plates
Wash up prepare for walking

Sunday lunch awaits