Tuesdays

Em
I don't know
Em, I don't know

Mate, what's the craic
Em, I don't know
Doesn't matter
We're the Tuesdays
We choose which days to live
Craving cheesy bread
We're steadfast but we're easily led
With our head in our hands
And a sandwich on our shoulders instead
Pass the mic to Susy she said
Tuesdays
Una chitarra un mic
E con due voci te ne vai
Parti per un viaggio infinito
E forse arriverai nella nostra
Dimensione e finalmente capirai
Tuesdays, Tuesdays

Tuesday
Tuesdays
Tuesdays
Tuesdays
Tuesdays
Tuesdays
Tuesdays
Tuesdays
Tues... it's Wednesday
What are we gonna do now



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Cunningham-bell
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