Sunny Sunday

She pulls the shade; It's just another sunny Sunday She dodges the light like Blanche DuBois Bright colors fade away on such a sunny Sunday; She waits for the night to fall Then she points a pistol through the door And she aims at the streetlight While the freeway hisses Dogs bark as the gun falls to the floor The streetlight's still burning; She always misses But the day she hits That's the day she'll leave That one little victory, that's all she needs! She pulls the shade; It's just another sunny Monday She waits for the night to fall