I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

That's what they call me I'm a love man Six feet one weigh two hundred and ten Oh baby I'm a love man I'm a love man Call me the love man Oh, baby I'm the love man A long hair real fair skin A long legs and I'm-a out-a sight There ain't no doubt I'm

Walking in a winter wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, We're happy tonight. Gone away is the bluebird, Here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song,

On the news tonight Well mama said It's just make believe You can't believe everything you see So baby close your eyes to the lullabies A billion people died on the news tonight But not so many cried at the terrible sight Who's the one to decide that it

It's coming at ya Here comes the metal meltdown Run for your lives Can't stop the metal meltdown No-one survives Something's calling in the night Electric madness roars in sight Heat is rising blazing fast Hot and evil feel the blast

I'm gonna say goodbye to you tonight So long old friend I'm gonna fly again I think I'm gonna take me a ride Don't want nobody, no, not this time Find me a place I can park my truck Hop on the hood, gonna light one up I'll check the sights on my point

With brown eyes shining, shore light on the way to go, And we lost sight of it, and breath tide up in someone's hold, That you're the best moment I have ever known. Oh, I bite my tongue, that you maybe the first to the wind 'Cause I heard each song, the

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

I hate my life Well I hate my job, all of my rich friends I hate everyone to the bitter end Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight So sick of the hobos Always beggin' for change I don't like how I gotta work And they just sit around and get

Sometimes I wonder if the world's so small, Living in the sprawl, Dead shopping malls rise like mountains beyond mountains, And there's no end in sight, I need the darkness someone please cut the lights. They heard me singing and they told me to stop,