Lyrics

Rainy day blues on a Sunday Finding a means to my end These are the blues that I feel on Monday When I find myself drunk again Give me salvation on Sunday Fill my heart with corporate death When the Devil speaks I will bite my tongue When God talks I'll hold my breath But you just can't escape what's been told you No, the second coming hasn't happened yet No, the ways of the world don't reassure you I really cannot see a better bet