This house is as slick as a senator's statement
This job is a masquerade of recreation
Like a wreck
I'm sinking fast
The key to everything, I crawl for Sunday
When I don't have to move
Caught up in dreams, untangled one day
When I don't have to prove
The days roll on and finally Sunday
A Sunday afternoon
I've got it all, but what's it for?
Getting some more
Always ready, always steady
I'm always ready, always steady
This street is as cold as a corporate lawsuit
A pride, I confide, telling me to wipe my boot
I'm a wreck
What'd you expect?
The key to everything, I crawl for Sunday
When I don't have to move
Caught up in dreams, untangled one day
When I don't have to prove
Do what they say and endure what they say (The days roll on and finally Sunday)
Till Sunday, a Sunday afternoon
I've got it all
And so what now?
Do what they say and endure what they say
Go back
Do what they say and endure what they say
Go back
Do what they say and endure what they say
Till Sunday
Until I'm black and blue
Oh, what can I do?
Always ready, always steady
I'm always ready, always steady
Got all I need, and it is killing me and you
Got all I need, and it is killing me and you
Got all I need, and it is killing me and you
Got all I need, and it is killing me and you
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lyrics for Sunday, the 6th song of the 9 recorded for the album Perfecth, with a total running time of 36:24, by Queens Of The Stone Age. It was released on September 30, 2026 via Matador Records, and produced by Josh Homme, Michael Shuman.
