The Morning After Lyrics - Chumbawamba

Unholy Sunday, a winter's day 

(Mine is the kingdom) 

Church bells ring a million miles away 

(Forever and ever) 

Nowhere to go, nothing to do 

But stay here warm in bed with you 

The morning after the night before 

Sunday after Sunday 

The morning after the night before 

Ice on the windows, let's thaw it away 

(It's a hell of a winter) 

So much time to waste, so much to say 

(Peppered with laughter) 

Nowhere to go, nothing to do 

But move just a little bit closer to you 

The morning after the night before 

Sunday after Sunday 

The morning after the night before 

Plasticine people we could be 

(Do what you want to) 

Squeezing together for now or forever 

(Forever or never) 

Nowhere to go, nothing to do 

But roll up into a ball with you 

The morning after the night before