Текст песни Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Sunday Again
Fury In The Slaughterhouse - Sunday Again слова песни
I`d like to welcome youTo my family earthquakeA good mood for godзЈ— sakeEven my fatherзЈ— got up To smash his coffee cupRight on time, my aunt criesMum smiles and tells liesMy little sister in her blossom-white dressCan`t understand the messWhen TV is boringAnd grandma is talking like rainI know it`s sunday againMother is screamingAnd dad`s in the pub with a friendI know it`s sunday againNothing`s so wonderfulThan church bells on sundayJust a bit earlyOh, how I love washing dad`s carand grandpa`s stories зўЅout the warGood mood for god`s sakewhen TV...Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ...Earthquake!I know itзЈ— Sunday again