Suicide Sunday
On Monday you're all alone, you're all alone, you're all alone.
You quit your job on Tuesday
Oh well darling you don't say
Oh dear, You will never stop to pray
I will
On suicide sunday
You say you hate the bombers, you hate the bombers, hate the bombs
You bought a gun on Thursday
Or did you imagine it that way?
Oh dear, You will never stop to pray
I will
On suicide sunday
So far it's desaster
But from my roof you know,
It's just a branch in a bonfire.
See you later
