Everyday is Sunday when you're unemployed
Sounds pretty good, man, I should be overjoyed

Everyday is Sunday
Everyday is Sunday
Everyday is Sunday
Friday never comes

Do you think I should write a novel, maybe write some songs
I'll show I'm the genius you've thought all along

Everyday is Sunday
Everyday is Sunday
Everyday is Sunday
Friday never comes

I've got nothing to do
And sit here, staring at you
And you've got nothing to say
I wanna hear

You've got nothing to say
So I'm just wasting away
I guess I'll go outsite and do nothing!

Everyday is Sunday when you're unemployed
And then tomorrows Monday
And then tomorrows Monday
And then tomorrows Monday
And then tomorrows Monday