Lyrics:

Close the windows, draw the blinds
I can't stand it if the sun shines
On Sunday, hated Sunday
Disturbing pictures on the news
Distant wars but they won't touch you
On Sunday, hated Sunday
Your mother calls, she's alright
Your sister calls, she's in hospital
Honoring politician dead
Car found parked on Beachy Head
On Sunday, hated Sunday
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England an a Sunday, ay
Hated Sunday
Sunday night, time stands still
One last drag, it still feels like school
Tomorrow, hated Sunday
Your mother calls, she's alright
Your brother calls, he wants money
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England an a Sunday
Oh, to be in England on a Sunday
Dear old dismal England an a Sunday, ay