Sunday Impressions Letra

afternoon
a bit past two-thirty

spent a long time
locked up in
the bathroom
shaving staring at my own face

i got older
i look like a crook
i look
so tired
a vulgar man

stares back at me
such a vulgar story
such a vulgar
sunday afternoon

i gave up
doing anything
and then
i had nothing to do
on a sunday afternoon at 5:30 pm

i was sitting at
the outfield bleachers
watching a boring
game

when i fall in love
i start thinking about
the end of
love
this is a day
to remember

our vulgar couple
such a vulgar story
such a vulgar
sunday afternoon

i locked myself up
in the bathroom
realised
nobody wants
to see me

i suppose this is good-bye
as i finished shaving

a vulgar man
a vulgar story
were staring back at me
on a vulgar sunday afternoon

i am
such a boring guy
such a vulgar story
such a vulgar
sunday afternoon



nobody wants
to see me