Elvis Costello Sunday's Best Lyrics

Times are tough for English babies; Send the army and the navy
Beat up strangers who talk funny; Take their greasy foreign money
Skin shop, red leather, hot line; Be prepared for the engaged sign
Bridal books, engagement rings and other wicked little things

Standing in your socks and vest; Better get it off your chest
Every day is just like the rest but Sunday's best

Stylish slacks to suit your pocket; Back supports and picture lockets
Sleepy towns and sleeper trains; To the dogs and down the drains
Major roads and ladies smalls; Hearts of oak and long trunk calls
Continental interference; At death's door with life insurance

Standing in your socks and vest; Better get it off your chest
Every day is just like the rest but Sunday's best

Sunday's best, Sunday's finest; When your money's in the minus
And you suffer from your shyness; You can listen to us whiners

Don't look now under the bed; An arm, a leg and a severed head
Read about the private lives; The songs of praise, the readers' wives
Listen to the decent people though you treat them just like sheep
Put them all in boots and khaki; Blame it all upon the darkies

Standing in your socks and vest; Better get it off your chest
Every day is just like the rest but Sunday's best

Sunday's best...

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