Drunk On Sunday The Woodbox Gang
Band: Woodbox Gang
Album: White Trash Voodoo
Drunk On Sunday
VERSE 1
[G]Drunk on Sunday [C]I opened t[G]he mailbox
[G]Stuffed with a week's worth of junk[A] coupons an[D]d waste
[G]Reusing the grounds that made[C] yesterday[G]'s coffee
[G]Reminds me of how coffee[D] should neve[G]r taste
VERSE 2
Bare walls echo piercing barks from evil hound dogs
No plush sofas or thick rugs deaden the shrill
Caked with unknown substances dishes are piled
Next to empty beer cans and unpaid water bills
CHORUS
[C]Once I had money and[G] ruled in my kingdom
[G]Alone in a castle so[D] tall
But you[G] struggle to get it and y[C]ou suffer to[G] keep it
[G]And it's better to have[D] nothing a[G]t all
VERSE 3
Phone is silent except for the salesman
Who work on commission alone in the grind
Ten thousand cold calls and one might be a winner
Ten thousand cold days they will have in their time
VERSE 4
Dark depression long masked as ambition
A shot through the head self inflicted months prior
Allowed this existence I relish to prosper
And brought soothing apathy I'd long desired
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