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Lyrics: Lacrosse. Bandages For The Heart. It's Always Sunday Around Here.


Tell me a story, make the ending happy please
Put some unicorns in there and some animals that speak

I don't know where I go wrong but it always ends this way
The world is full of Saturdays but it's always Sunday around here

Make all of the flowers bloom all at once
Make sure in the morning the sun light hits my eyes

I don't know where I go wrong but it always ends this way
The world is full of Saturdays but it's always Sunday around here

And while you're at it, get me a job
One that pays loads and one that I also love

I don't know where I go wrong but it always ends this way
The world is full of Saturdays but it's always Sunday around here

The way things are going, I might not come back
I don't want you to miss me, good things never last

And a Sunday's a Sunday, a Sunday's a Sunday
It's all for the best and you might thank me some day, Sunday, some day, Sunday

The world is full of Saturdays but it's always Sunday around here