Sunday Dinner

from GIRL COP! by Rubber Band Gun

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Be home for the Sunday dinners begun
They’re filling their plates
With all the mess they’ve made for a holiday
Drink more than your bright

Out there on the run
You’ll be safe here my son
Way out in the Sunday dinner we’ve come
Together

We’ll eat in the dark
We’ll eat in the dark

We’ll make up time on the countryside
And we got a brand new TV for you
Time is a golden dancer
And you’ll be a spinner

Waiting it out
Is what Sunday dinners about
A world on the tip of its tongue will be bit
But we’re over the bite
Yeah you’re a different kind of woman
You left all your Christmas gifts in the room you learned how to walk in
I can’t come to grips with your little toys and your permission slips
But it means more now than it did back then
And I can’t just can’t let it die
Back in 2025
And I’ll live just for those Sunday’s

Time is an open ocean
And you’ll be a swimmer
We’ll be waiting on the coast

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from GIRL COP!, released January 1, 2018

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