Sunday Morning
I got rules and I break 'em
Got laws, I don't make 'em
I got chance, and I don't know what I'm doing
'Cos I got rules so I break 'em
I got friends, I don't make 'em
And I think of what I'm doing then don't want to do it anymore
It's all denial, you run a mile
Ya got things to do,
Well it don't get far and you won't fit that shoe
Hey, hey, hey, hey, I know
I got rules, I'm gunna break them
I got friends, I can't make them
And on stage, you can't fake them
I got drugs, I don't take them
Ambition is a weird thing, it's always out of sight
It's like walking through fog at night
It's always out of reach,
That's a thing you can't teach
Fog is always out of reach
I've got ambition, it's like a fog at night
It's always just out of reach and that's a thing you can't teach
Like the fog at night it's just out of your reach,
But always in your sight
What I do is not life and death
By Sunday I've got nothing left
What I do is not life and death,
By Sunday I've got nothing left
I've got ambition
Sunday morning with your Sunday papers
Have your Sunday dinner with your kids and your second wife
It's Sunday morning, read your Sunday papers,
With your Christmas slippers on and 50 colour supplements
Sunday morning with your Sunday papers
Have your Sunday dinner with your kids and your second wife
It's Sunday morning, read your Sunday papers,
With your Christmas slippers on and 50 colour supplements
I've got ambition
Sunday morning with your Sunday papers
Have your Sunday dinner with your kids and your second wife
It's Sunday morning, read your Sunday papers,
With your Christmas slippers on and 50 colour supplements
I've got ambition
Sunday morning with your Sunday papers
Have your Sunday dinner with your kids and your second wife
It's Sunday morning, read your Sunday papers,
With your Christmas slippers on and 50 colour supplements
I've got ambition
Sun, sun, shine on me
Sun, sun, shine on me
Sun, sun, shine on me
Sun, sun, shine on me