Sunday Drug Day

Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday sucks
Thursday, Friday, we don't give a fuck
Saturday night's for getting fucked up
But Sundays reserved for doing drugs

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday's drug day
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday's drug day
Sunday, Sunday, we don't give no fucks day
Sunday, Sunday's drug day

Put on your make-up quick
How about you come n' suck my dick
Goin' out for a smoke going out for a bite
I don't know where I'm going but I don't care
Double junior chickens, and there's something in the air
Smells like fuckin' cocaine must be Sunday fuckin somewhere

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday's fuckin drug day
Sunday, Sunday, we don't give a fuck day
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday's fuckin drug day
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday's drug day

Forget your worries
There's no need to fuckin eat
Well, you ate all fuckin weekend
And you'll shit right through the week
If you wanna wake up ready and prepared for your day
Just repeat after me, would you please pass me the cocaine

Sunday, Sunday, Sunday's fuckin drug day
Sunday, Sunday, we don't give a fuck day
Sunday, Sunday, we don't give no fucks day
Sunday, Sunday, Sunday's fuckin drug day

Sunday's fuckin drug day
Sunday's fuckin drug day
Sunday's fuckin drug day
We only do drugs on Sunday

Don't worry we're experienced, we know how much to do
We know how much is way too much, we don't mix speed with glue
We try to start with liquor, and just finish off with weed
How many fuckin holly's does one mother fucker need?
I'm not the kind of fucker you catch not getting fucked up
Burgers, fries, and beers you know your eyes are red as ketchup
Married a fuckin whorey don't forget to get a prenup
Cuz you know deep down your dick sucked
Aint worth half your fuckin stuff



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Writer(s): Aidan Doyle
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