Sunday's got a slave
Monday has got one too
Sunday's got a slave
Monday has got one too
Our sufferings are countless
Our pleasures are a motley few
Spend all day digging my grave
Now go get Sunday's slave

Tuesday sleeps in a stable
Wednesday's in chains
Tuesday gathers up the crumbs under the table
Wednesday dare not complain
My heart has collapsed on the tracks
Of a runaway train
Just whisper his name
And here comes Sunday's slave

The hands in the stable
Are willing and able to pay
If you feel at a loss, man
As to who is the boss-man
Ask the blood on one of its bad days
Our nerve is to serve
But the service is a f___ing mockery
He insists that he p___ in your fist
But he still takes the money, anyway

Our master's a b______
But don't tell Sunday's slave

Thursday's angered the master
OK, so Friday's gonna pay
Thursday's angered the master
Yeah, so Friday's gonna pay
One night on the rack and he's back
Saddling up Saturday
You can only whisper his name
But not on Sundays
Never on Sundays
No, not Sunday's slave

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