Sunday Blues by The Speakeasy (Band) Lyrics
[Intro]
We make amends
As the weekend turns to dust
Cursing daylight
The blues are among us
Sunday morning coming down
Johnny's songs playing out loud
[Verse 1]
I need a drink, I need a light (Woah-oh-oh-oh)
Something to make me feel alright
As of this moment I'd stop time
Blurry vision, stained glass eyes
Can we start the weekend over again?
[Chorus]
Hey, Monday comes too early
Lord, help me make it through this day
Hey, Monday comes too early
We can't escape this bitter end
Wake me up on Friday
[Verse 2]
Let's run away from these fights (Woah-oh-oh-oh)
Find a place where wе can unwind for awhile
I think it's time to lose control
Livе it up before we get old
Hanging out on a warm summer night
Cutting our teeth under city lights
I miss the days when we were young
But I'm proud of what we've become
[Bridge]
We make amends
As the weekend turns to dust
Cursing daylight
The blues are among us
Sunday morning coming down
Johnny's songs playing out loud
[Chorus]
Hey, Monday comes too early
Lord, help me make it through this day
Hey, Monday comes too early
Lord, help me make it through this day
Lord, help me make it through this day
Wake me up on Friday
We make amends
As the weekend turns to dust
Cursing daylight
The blues are among us
Sunday morning coming down
Johnny's songs playing out loud
[Verse 1]
I need a drink, I need a light (Woah-oh-oh-oh)
Something to make me feel alright
As of this moment I'd stop time
Blurry vision, stained glass eyes
Can we start the weekend over again?
[Chorus]
Hey, Monday comes too early
Lord, help me make it through this day
Hey, Monday comes too early
We can't escape this bitter end
Wake me up on Friday
[Verse 2]
Let's run away from these fights (Woah-oh-oh-oh)
Find a place where wе can unwind for awhile
I think it's time to lose control
Livе it up before we get old
Hanging out on a warm summer night
Cutting our teeth under city lights
I miss the days when we were young
But I'm proud of what we've become
[Bridge]
We make amends
As the weekend turns to dust
Cursing daylight
The blues are among us
Sunday morning coming down
Johnny's songs playing out loud
[Chorus]
Hey, Monday comes too early
Lord, help me make it through this day
Hey, Monday comes too early
Lord, help me make it through this day
Lord, help me make it through this day
Wake me up on Friday