Lyrics:

(n. cherryc. mcveyg. barlow) Wake up without a blink To an even pace where nothing moves Except the pressure from a funky saturday Dropping like bricks on my head Or over the milkyway Starlit electric beams had only just touched me I must have dreamt myself astray The only milkyway i have is in the middle of the day Chorus: Somedays are better than somedays Good sundays are better than somedays Today i'd even take a bad monday Cause this sunday's a pure pressure inside of me Danced till my feet were blue To erase the thoughts i just remember you Tears lost in the turn of the years Return on days like this Kissing in the sunrays I knew that it was sunday Cause my memory's like blueprint in my head Chorus (and the little rap says) Give me grits and eggs give me ham and bacon And a pancake with some maple syrup Cause it is sunday (god knows what the dogs are saying) We made it thru....maybe