[Chorus]
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[Verse 1]
Charge your glasses and raise a toast
To the memory gained
To the sleep that we lost
Another weekend run to ground
Another passing coat of red painted across our town
Work is shallow, cuts are deep
But who would waste two days respite?
You can't catch up on sleep
Here we are, last chance saloon
The ticking clock and a slow defeat
It'll all be over soon
[Chorus]
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[Verse 1]
Charge your glasses and raise a toast
To the memory gained
To the sleep that we lost
Another weekend run to ground
Another passing coat of red painted across our town
Work is shallow, cuts are deep
But who would waste two days respite?
You can't catch up on sleep
Here we are, last chance saloon
The ticking clock and a slow defeat
It'll all be over soon
[Chorus]
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
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