I Hate Your Guts On Sunday (ben Weasel) Lyrics - How To Make Enemies And Irritate People - Screeching Weasel

I hate your guts on Sunday no other day of the week I hate your guts on Sunday 

but Monday morning you look so sweetI hate your guts on Sunday and I'm not 

even sure why 'cause I love your guts on Friday night You gotta go work while 

I stay here just sitting and scratching in my underwear Hating you on Sunday 

really only means I care I hate your guts on Sunday and I don't know what to 

do Monday's the catalyst for readjusting my attitude I hate your guts on 

Sunday I hate my own guts as well but every other day I think you're swell 

Sunday always feels like a funeral like setting the alarm to be on time for 

school But don't sweat and don't forget that every other day I think you're 

totally cool