Obliterate the Sunday
You've been cherishing all week
Obliterate the Sunday
Is a pleasure you can keep
I thought you'd learn Newspeak today
But Esperanto's out of date
It's just another Sunday
Now Top of the Pops is dead
And if the morning gets you down
And then the evening lets you down
Obliterating Sunday's fair play
Obliterate the Sunday
Just keep your phone away
Supposing wrong intentions
Won't make it easier to wake
A season of illusions
A pocket full of doubts
A night of fading stars
And a legacy of clouds
Obliterate the Sunday
The glass is out of reach
The heat wave's low relief
You'll find a palm tree in your sleep
You're hiding from monsters
Dodging the seas
You spent the day scheming
You're the Houdini
Train has pulled up
Light has pulled in
A chance of escape
Come right up the street
Obliterate the Sunday
You've been cherishing all week
Obliterate the Sunday
Is a pleasure you can keep
Season of illusions
Pocket full of doubts
A night of fading stars
And a legacy of clouds
And if the morning gets you down
And then the evening lets you down
Obliterating Sunday's fair play
You're hiding from monsters
Dodging the seas
You spent the day scheming
You're the Houdini
Train has pulled up
Light has pulled in
A chance of escape
Come right up the street
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