Sunday Morning

So this world has gone insane
But it don't bother us the bar is far from closed
And there's money left to spend
So tonight let's chase the cobwebs from our heads
Take our drinks out on the dancefloor cause
Sunday morning can wait
We got nowhere to go
And somewhere out there in space
Might be a star that has our name girl I don't know
And someday we might have to pay
For this insanity we've borrowed and we stole
But we'll face that day tomorrow
Under the barroom lights I finally felt something
And it all just made sense and we were standing there smiling
Like the whole game changed and it was coming in waves
And I know that it's hard to believe we've
been through so much and it still hasn't killed us



Credits
Writer(s): Graham Mcpherson, Michael Barson, Christopher John Foreman, Lee Jay Thompson, Daniel Mark Woodgate, Cathal Joseph Smyth, Mark William Bedford
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