Robyn Hitchcock - Sunday Never Comes - Demo

You, in your flourescent room
Protected by the moon
You, just stated into gloom
Inside a toxic womb
For heartache the dreams are home

Come tomorrow, my yesterday is going to look so cool
You'll be into everything you sneered about at school

When Saturday night comes falling
And Sunday never comes

Me, I'm tender as the night
I need romantic life
These colors are so bright
I miss the ruins in your eyes
I think of other guys
Who were your feelgood sights

I collected all your thoughts
And play them back for you
Stop me if you recognize one
Even half will do
It's only you

When Saturday night comes falling
And Sunday never comes
Sunday never comes
[Guitar and piano arrangement]

Sunday never comes

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