Текст песни cave nick - Sunday`s Slave
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Sunday`s got a slaveMonday`s got one tooSunday`s got a slaveMonday`s got one tooOur sufferings are countlessOur pleasures are motley fewSpend all day digging my graveNow go get Sunday`s slaveTuesday sleeps in a stableWednesday`s in a chainsTuesday gathers up the crumbs under the tableWednesday dare not complainMy heart has collapsed on the tracks of a run-a-way trainJust whisper his nameAnd here comes Sunday`s slaveThe hands in the stable are willing and able to payIf you feel at a loss, man, just who is the boss-manAsk the blood of one of its bad daysFor his nerve is to serve but the sevice is a mockeryHe insists that he piss in your fistBut he still takes the money anywayThe master`s a bastardBut don`t tell Sunday`s slaveThursday`s angered the masterO.K. so Friday`s gonna payThursday`s angered the masterYeah, so Friday`s gonna payOne night on the rack and he`s back saddling up SaturdayYou can only whisper his nameBut not on SundaysNever on SundaysO Not on Sunday`s slave