Standard (EADGBE)

Sunday morning, headache's healed

Strapped into our chesterfield

Caught our breath off the TV's chill

Cat is dead on the window sill

Brain is functioning cold as night

This god-damned day is out of sight

So much time to waste away

Too much time, for just one day

 But still I caught a chill from skinny walking

 I'm caught off guard that you're still gorgeous when you smell.

Hop the road to go and rent a flick

First time out kind of makes me sick

Today's breakfast won't take us far

Three cups of coffee and a candy bar

Despite the fact we're going to fight today

We'll scratch and win until our love's okay

Screw on the couch and scream at the sun

And maybe Monday morning won't ever come

 And I'll never feel this home again

The world outside gives us nothing to see They're blaring Black Cabbage on the CBC

Coffee's gone around 3 pm

I guess it's time to start drinking again

All our friends come invade our home

Kind of wish they'd just leave us alone

Poser Jesus thinks your dad's too deep

But our salvation never came this cheap