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Obliterate the Sunday you've been cherishing all week |
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Obliterate the Sunday, he's a pleasure you can keep |
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I thought you'd let me speak today |
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But Esperanto's out of date |
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It's just another Sunday |
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Now Top of the Pops is dead |
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And if the morning gets you down |
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And then the evening lets you down |
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Obliterate the Sundays, fair play. |
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Obliterate the Sunday |
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Just keep your phone awake |
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Supposing wrong intentions won't make it easier to wake. |
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A season of illusions |
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A pocket full of doubts |
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A night of fading stars and a legacy of clouds |
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Obliterate the Sunday |
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The glass is out of reach |
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The heat was low, relief, you'll find a palm tree in your sleep. |
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Your hiding for months |
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Dodging the seas |
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You spent the day scheming |
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And your a houdini |
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Train has pulled out |
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Light has pulled in |
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A chance of escape |
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Come right up the street. |
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Obliterate the Sunday |
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You've been cherishing all week |
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Obliterate the Sunday |
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He's a pleasure you can keep |
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Season of illusions |
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Pocket full of doubts |
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Night of fading stars and a legacy of clouds |
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And if the morning gets you down |
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And then the evening lets you down |
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Obliterate the Sunday, fair play. |
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Your hiding for months |
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Dodging the seas |
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You spent the day scheming |
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And your a houdini |
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Train has pulled out |
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Light has pulled in |
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A chance of escape |
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Come right up the street |