Lyrics The Sundays

The Sundays

I Won

Ooh, let me take a candle to a cellar tonight

I'd like to take some matches there and set it alight

I can, cos I've seen those kind of places before

Ooh, I'd like to have a party in a cellar tonight

And I'd love to have a party but it wouldn't be right

I shan't, cos I've seen those kind of people before

I won the war in the sitting room

I won the war but it cost me

I won the war and I feel proud

But I don't know why it's hard to get to sleep in my house

Ooh, I have to pull the blankets up to cover my head

And I have to pull the blankets right up

But I don't know why it's hard to get to sleep in my house

Well you keep following the feel of the fire

It's not difficult to see that you're

Young and selfish, with liberty and money

Don't go

Let me take a candle to a cellar tonight

And you should see the parties we've had before

Give me the time, give me the time

Give me your watchword, give me whatever you like

I won the war in the sitting room

I won the war but it cost me

I won the war and I feel proud

But God only knows why it's hard to get to sleep in my house

Oh, your supercilious smile

Oh, your supercilious smile

Well you keep following the feel of fire

It's not difficult to see that you're

Beautiful and young, and critical of nothing

And you keep following the feel of fire

It's not difficult to see that you're

Beautiful and young, with liberty and money

Don't go