Sunday Lyrics - Post Pop Depression - Iggy Pop

This house is as slick as a senator statement 

This job is a masquerade of recreation 

Like a wreck, I'm sinking fast 

The key to everything I crawl for Sunday 

When I don't have to move 

Caught up in dreams untangled one day 

Where I don't have to prove 

The days roll on and finally Sunday 

A Sunday afternoon 

I've got it all, but what's it for 

But getting some more 

(Always ready, always steady) 

(Always ready, always steady) 

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This street is as cold as a corporate lawsuit 

A pride I confide is telling me to wipe my boot 

I'm a wreck, what did he expect 

The key to everything I crawl for Sunday 

When I don't have to move 

Caught up in dreams untangled one day 

Where I don't have to prove 

The days roll on and finally Sunday 

A Sunday afternoon 

I've got it all, and so what now 

Do what they say, and you do what they say, go back 

Do what they say, and you do what they say, go back 

Do what they say, and do what they say 

Til Sunday 

Until I'm black and blue 

Oh what can I do 

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Always ready, always steady 

Always ready, always steady 

All I need in the end is killing me and you 

All I need in the end is killing me and you 

All I need in the end is killing me and you 

All I need in the end is killing me and you 

All I need in the end is killing me and you 

All I need in the end is killing me and you