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Sunday Afternoon

from Misfits by Phileas

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Sunday Afternoon
You’ve got big plans
Good luck with that
A man can spend his whole life
Picking fluff out of his navel
Me, I’ve held this fence post up
For five and twenty years
We can’t all be superstars
Some of us have a job to do
You’re always searching
Good luck with that
A man must take contentment
Where he finds it
Me, I’ve got the four winds
To whisper in my ear
There’s a world out there
And I’ve already seen it
So do yourself a favour
Hop on a bus to the city
And leave us in our
Boredom and misery
She might cry when you’re gone
But not for long
Not for long
‘Cause nothing ever happens
And nothing ever will
This town’s one long Sunday afternoon
You had your fun
And now it’s gone
A man must recognise the time
To pack up and move on
Life goes on regardless
You can’t compete with that
Better the rut you know
Than the travelling show

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from Misfits, released November 1, 2006

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