Marcella Detroit - Same Father Lyrics
Well, there's a word for stressIt's called suck-sessAll this work and no playCould make anybody a physical wreckWell, i'll be checkin' outNext time it comes aroundYou can call me anytimeBut don't be surprised if i don't wanna hear itOn a sunday'Cause that's the one day i canHave a gin and tonic ivBecome one with my setteeContemplate my navel or just breatheLa, la, la, la la la la.....A million bombs could fallThey could burn down the mallBut when i've made my mind upI just got to get away from it allWhen i start growing hairOn things that were'nt thereI know it's time to stopMy head will pop if i have to hear itOn a sunday'Cause every other dayI've worked so hard i've needed a cloneFeel like i had a shot of testosteroneJust wanna vegetate and blow up the phoneLa, la, la, la la la la laNot on a sunday'Cause that's the one day i canGet undressed with nowhere to goBrush up on my greta garboGet in contact with my alter egoLa, la, la, la la la laJust one day pleaseTo be careless and freeBefore i go crazy..........
