Lyrics Chumbawamba – Morning After (The Night Before)
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Unholy Sunday
A winter’s day
(Mine is the kingdom)
Church bells ring a million miles away
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
But stay here warm in bed with you
The morning after
The night before
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after
The night before
Ice on the windows
Let’s melt it away
(It’s a hell of a winter)
So much time to waste, so much to say
(Peppered with laughter)
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
But move just a little bit closer to you
The morning after
The night before
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after
The night before
Plasticine people
We could be
(Do what you want to)
Squeezing together, for now or forever
(Forever or never)
Nowhere to go, nothing to do
But roll up into a ball with you
The morning after
The night before
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after
The night before
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after
The night before
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after Saturday
(The morning after)
Sunday after
The night before
Album
Chumbawamba – Chumbawamba - Swingin' With Raymond
