On Monday you're all alone, you're all alone, you're all alone.
You quit your job on Tuesday
Oh well darling you don't say
Oh dear, You will never stop to pray
I will
On suicide sunday

You say you hate the bombers, you hate the bombers, hate the bombs
You bought a gun on Thursday
Or did you imagine it that way?

Oh dear, You will never stop to pray
I will
On suicide sunday

So far it's desaster
But from my roof you know,
It's just a branch in a bonfire.
See you later