Sunday Lyrics

He's sitting on the cafe's chair
The poor man starts to think
Fruits and dark bread standing there
Beside his diet drink
Some people eating chocolate cream
Wired are their eyes on him
On the floor a poster lies
With his face advertising fries
He suffered every day
Weird men stood and stared
Posing dull brained friends
Believing this he dared, he dared, he dared

You, you wanted to know
You wanted - so you needed to go -You wanted
Your eyes seem to be so stoned
Your eyes seem to be so blind

Flash shots every day
For advertising underwear
People standing there
Their minds affected by his hair
He's sitting on the golden bridge
Trying to jump down

A man is standing down there with
A camera around
Of course they do not know his name
But sometimes want to feel the same
Now standing there the poor man cries
And the people down there saw him fly
Get the fries now! Take the peanut b***er bread!
Get the fries now! Take the peanut b***er bread!
Get the fries now! Take the peanut b***er bread!
Get the fries now! Take the peanut b***er bread!

You, you wanted to know
You wanted - so you needed to go - You wanted
I wanted to know
I wanted - so I need to go
On Sunday I may fall
My eyes seem to be so stoned
I may fall
My eyes seem to be so blind
You, you wanted to know
You wanted - so you needed to go - You wanted
Your eyes seem to be so stoned
Your eyes seem to be so blind

He's sitting on the golden bridge
Trying to jump down
A man is standing down there with
A camera around
Of course they do not know his name
But sometimes want to feel the same

Now standing there the poor man cries
And the people down there saw him fly
He suffered every day
Weird men stood and stared
Posing dull brained friends
Believing this he dared