Lazy day, Sunday afternoon

Like to get your feet up, watch TV

Sunday roast is something good to eat

Must be lamb today 'cause beef was last week

So full up, bursting at the seams

Soon you'll start to nod off, happy dreams

Wake up, for tea and buttered scones (It's such a crying shame)

Such a lot of work for you, Sunday moms (Week after week the same)

Today's heaven-sent and you're feeling content

'Cause you worked all week long

Still, it's quite sad

Tomorrow's so bad

I don't feel too strong

Lazy day, Sunday afternoon

Like to get your feet up, watch TV

Sunday roast is something good to eat (That's how your life goes by)

Now it's almost over till next week (Until the day you die)