Lyrics Fury In The Slaughterhouse

Fury In The Slaughterhouse

Sunday Again

I`d like to welcome you

To my family earthquake

A good mood for god磗 sake

Even my father磗 got up

To smash his coffee cup

Right on time, my aunt cries

Mum smiles and tells lies

My little sister in her blossom-white dress

Can`t understand the mess

When TV is boring

And grandma is talking like rain

I know it`s sunday again

Mother is screaming

And dad`s in the pub with a friend

I know it`s sunday again

Nothing`s so wonderful

Than church bells on sunday

Just a bit early

Oh, how I love washing dad`s car

and grandpa`s stories 碽out the war

Good mood for god`s sake

when TV...

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, ...Earthquake!

I know it磗 Sunday again