Oh Sunday morning, not a scrap in sight I'll go without, I do it out of spite All by myself, yeah Food's lost its flavour, I refuse to bite Do myself no favours, staying every night Ashtrays in rows, but you know... I feel alright It's just another Sunday morning, and then it's Sunday night I feel alright It's just the ghost of you behind me, sitting right up tight I'll read the paper, but it's yesterdays The world's gone mad and I'm going the same way All by myself, yeah When the sun is shining, but it don't give no hope I'm into whining, and I'm all out of soap But it's good to feel dirty, yeah When you feel alright Just another Sunday morning, and everything's alright I feel alright It's just the ghost of you behind me, sitting right up tight Sitting right up tight (hold the chord) So many miles, between me and you So many days, I don't know what to do Be by myself, then I know... I'll be alright On another Sunday morning, another Sunday night I'll be alright With the ghost of you behind me, sitting right up tight Sitting right up tight Sitting right up tight Sitting right up tight
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