Sunday (Live)

This house, is as slick as a senator's statement This job is a masquerade of recreation Like a wreck, I'm sinking fast The key to everything I crawl for Sunday When I don't have to move Caught up in dreams untangled one day Where I don't have to prove The days roll on and finally Sunday A Sunday afternoon I've got it all But what's it for But getting some more Always ready, always steady and Always ready, always steady and The street is as cold as a corporate law suit A pride, I can't jive is telling me to wipe my boots I'm a wreck What did you expect The key to everything I crawl for Sunday When I don't have to move Caught up in dreams untangled one day Where I don't have to prove The days roll on and finally Sunday A Sunday afternoon I've got it all And so what now Do what they say and then do what they say, go back Do what they say and then do what they say, go back Do what they say and then do what they say, go back Do what they say and do what they say till Sunday Do what they say Until I'm black and blue Oh what can I do Always ready, always steady and Always ready, always steady and Got all I need and it is killing me And you x6