Tekstovi: Zutons. Not A Lot To Do.

Sunday afternoon

Not a lot to do

Think of all

The places I could be

People I could meet

Life so small



I'm watching drops of rain

On my window pane

Empty streets



And no one knocks around

No one goes to town



I'm a-going out

Sick of staying in

Living life



With worries on my mind

Waste away the time



day there was a storm

Closed up all the doors

So restricted



Put my life of shame

Through the window pane

Now I'm blessed



Cause god created Sundays

So we could stay in

And watch the rain falling down

I lay on my bed

I feel all left out

I switch off my head



And I can live on my own

And stay in all day

And watch the rain falling down

I lay on my bed

I feel all left out

And switch off my head