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!
(Chorus repeats…)