Lyrics:

Mother she is not the type you look at on the street
Looks like any other mum I know
Dressed in grey to take a walk as any other day
Takes a pint at Henry's half past one

Drinks it rather slowly she would never walk the line
Her face is changing through the second pint
Mother has a lover though he's only in her mind
The minute she is leaving he is gone

Sunday sunday people
Sunday shines for you
Sunday she is shining
For you

Sunday sunday people
Sunday shines for you
Sunday she is shining
For you

She had a chance made a choice twenty years ago
Twenty years ago when I was born
Time has changed and I moved out daddy's growing old
Mother's changing lovers every day

Anyway at half past five she's waiting with the meal
We have a chat about the day's events
Father's secret lover's more easily to find
She's no longer only in his mind

Sunday sunday people
Sunday shines for you
Sunday she is shining
For you

Sunday sunday people
Sunday shines for you
Sunday she is shining
For you

Dropping in at sunday eve to spend the night at home
Just to make them feel that I still care
Daddy tells me stories from the time when he was young
But I don't find them funny anymore

Mother says I'm much too skinny do you work to hard
Do you sleep at night and get to eat
Do you have a girlfriend would you care to take her home
Time to settle down and have some kids

Sunday sunday people
Sunday shines for you
Sunday she is shining
For you

Sunday sunday people
Sunday shines for you
Sunday she is shining
For you