Sunday's got a slave
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Monday's got one too
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Sunday's got a slave
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Monday's got one too
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Our sufferings are countless
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Our pleasures are motley few
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Spend all day digging my grave
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Now go get Sunday's slave
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Tuesday sleeps in a stable
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Wednesday's in a chains
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Tuesday gathers up the crumbs under the table
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Wednesday dare not complain
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My heart has collapsed on the tracks of a run-a-way train
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Just whisper his name
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And here comes Sunday's slave
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The hands in the stable are willing and able to pay
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If you feel at a loss, man, just who is the boss-man
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Ask the blood of one of its bad days
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For his nerve is to serve but the sevice is a mockery
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He insists that he piss in your fist
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But he still takes the money anyway
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The master's a bastard
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But don't tell Sunday's slave
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Thursday's angered the master
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O.K. so Friday's gonna pay
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Thursday's angered the master
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Yeah, so Friday's gonna pay
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One night on the rack and he's back saddling up Saturday
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You can only whisper his name
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But not on Sundays
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Never on Sundays
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O Not on Sunday's slave
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Sunday's Slave
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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds |