Sunday

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Between Saturday night and Sunday morning, thinks Okereke, all life–and all emotional points–are here. He addresses this directly on “Sunday.” The drums pound like a… Read More

Jan. 24, 20071 viewer7.7K views

Sunday Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Heavy night, it was a heavy night
Feels like we come back from the dead
Heavy night it was a heavy night
I cannot remember what I said to anyone

[Pre-Chorus 1]
If we get up now we can catch the afternoon
Watch the under 15's playing football in the park
Let's sit in St. Leonard's on this alcoholic day
We're doing the best with what we've got

[Chorus]
I love you in the morning, when you're still hung-over
I love you in the morning, when you're still strung out
I love you in the morning

[Verse 2]
I work hard all week, and so do you
We deserve to let off some steam
Less orthodox, creeping
When we need to rage through this life

[Pre-Chorus 2]
There might be ones who are smarter than you
That have the right answers, that wear better shoes
Forget about those melting ice caps,
We're doing the best with what we've got

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[Chorus]
I love you in the morning, when you're still hung-over
I love you in the morning, when you're still strung out
I love you in the morning

[Bridge]
When I'm with you I am calm
A pearl in your oyster
Head on my chest, a silent smile
A private kind of happiness

You see giant proclamations are all very well
But our love is louder than words

When I'm with you I am calm
A pearl in your oyster
Head on my chest, a silent smile
A private kind of happiness (I love you in the morning)

When I'm with you I am calm (I love you in the morning)
A pearl in your oyster (I love you in the morning)
Head on my chest, a silent smile (I love you in the morning)
A private kind of happiness (I love you in the morning)

When I'm with you I am calm (I love you in the morning)
A pearl in your oyster (I love you in the morning)
Head on my chest, a silent smile (I love you in the morning)
A private kind of happiness (I love you in the morning)

[Outro]
I love you in the morning, I love you in the morning
I love you in the morning, I love you in the morning
I love you in the morning

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Between Saturday night and Sunday morning, thinks Okereke, all life–and all emotional points–are here. He addresses this directly on “Sunday.” The drums pound like a headache after “a heavy night, it was a heavy night,” before the hangover moves into a more blissful state. Over a euphoric, post-comedown melody, Okereke sings, “I love you in the morning, when you’re still strung out.”
– A Weekend in the City’s liner notes