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This house is as slick as a senator’s statement This job is a masquerade of recreation Like a wreck, I’m sinking fast The key to everything, I crawl for Sunday When I don’t have to move Caught up in dreams untangled one day Where I don’t have to prove The days grow old and finally Sunday A Sunday afternoon I've got it all, but what's it for? Beginning some more Always ready, always steady Always ready, always steady This street is as cold as a corporate lawsuit A pride I can't catch telling me to wipe my boot I’m a wreck, what did you expect? The key to everything, I crawl for Sunday When I don’t have to move Caught up in dreams untangled one day Where I don’t have to prove The days grow old and finally Sunday A Sunday afternoon Letras de cancionesI’ve got it all, and so what now? Do what they say, and you do what they say, go back Do what they say, and you do what they say, go back Do what they say, and you do what they say, go back Do what they say Do what they say, and do what they say, till Sunday Until I’m black and blue Oh, what can I do? (Always ready, always steady Always ready, always steady) Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you Got all I need and it is killing me and you From Letras Mania