I could be anywhere else but here
But the rain won't let me go.
There's a photograph
Hanging on my wall
Of a place I've never been to
I'll never make the grade
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
And I can't stop the rain
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
What do the papers say?
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
Get up and go now!
In this town, something's gotta change.
In this town, something's gotta change.
I'm looking at the world,
Looking for a scene,
Waiting for a day,
Filling in time like I'm digging
My own grave
I'll never make the grade
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
And I can't stop the rain
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
What do the papers say?
(Feels like Sunday everyday)
Get up and go now!
In this town, something's gotta change.
In this town, something's gotta change.
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