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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Well I woke up Sunday
With no way to hold my
didn't hurt
And the I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one for dessert
Then I through my closet
For my
And found my cleanest dirty
And I shaved my face and my hair
And stumbled down the
To the day

I'd smoked my brain, night
Cigarettes and
That been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a kid
at a can that he was kickin'
Then I the empty street
the Sunday smell
Of someone chicken
And it took me back to
That I'd somehow
along the way

On the Sunday sidewalk
Wishin' Lord I was stoned
'Cause there's in a Sunday
That makes a body feel
And nothin' short of dyin'
as lonesome as a sound
On the city sidewalk
Sunday mornin' down

In the park I saw a
With a laughin' little
He was
And I beside the Sunday school
And listened to the
That they singin'
Then I headed back for
And far away
A bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the
the disappearing dreams of yesterday

On the Sunday sidewalk
Lord that I was stoned
'Cause somethin' in a Sunday
That makes a feel alone
And there's nothin' of dyin'
Half as as a sound
On the sleepin' city
Sunday comin' down

Du ru ru ru ru ru ru ru
Du ru ru ru ru ru ru
Du ru ru ru ru ru ru ru
(Ooh)
Du ru ru ru ru ru ru
Du ru ru ru ru ru ru ru
Du ru ru ru ru ru ru
(Hmm, yea)
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