Lyrics Man/Woman/Chainsaw – Any Given Sunday

Any Given Sunday Lyrics – Man/Woman/Chainsaw

Singer: Man/Woman/Chainsaw
Title: Any Given Sunday

Overjoyed in the dusk
And it’s so beautiful that you barely notice a thing
The sun’s swinging low, bands of angels
A skyline going around and around your head

But you can barely hear them
So you turn around
Swim down and look up at the light through the waves
It’s perfect still, not a care in the world

And oh, what a world it is
But it can never last, no it can never last
Because before long it starts to burn
Still, you don’t get this in the city

Nah, you don’t get this in the city
A song comes on and suddenly you’re six again
In the backseat of your friend’s mother’s Citroen Picasso
It’s ‘Like a Prayer’ and I swear, I don’t get like this every day

Swinging low, back to buddies buddies buddies
Pressing in the roofsides 〈.?.〉
The cymbals crash as the waves break over your head
You’re gasping, racing, clawing for the breath

The weeping under the strobes
Six months collapsing in as you jump and writhe
Sweating so, it’s swinging low
It’s they can hold, oh 〈.?.〉 reckless abandon

And blurry eyes, there’s something bitter
In that sweet, sweet sea breeze
Oh, you don’t get this in the city (You don’t get this in the city)
Nah, you don’t get this in the city (You don’t get this in the city)

Oh, you don’t get this in the city (You don’t get this in the city)
I haven’t felt like this in quite a while (You don’t get this in the city)
Oh, you don’t get this in the city (You don’t get this in the city)
I never get like this in the city (You don’t get this in the city)

It’s never on any given Sunday, in any given part of the world (You don’t get this in the)
Oh the drums they swing low
And the trumpets, oh the trumpets, oh the trumpets
They go

Oh swing low
Oh swing low
Carry me home
Oh, you don’t get this in the city (Swing low)

Nah, you don’t get this in the city (Swing low)
I haven’t felt like this in quite a while (Carry me, carry me home)
Oh, swing low
Oh, swing low

Carry me, carry me, carry me, carry me home (Carry me, carry me home)
Oh, you don’t get this in the city, ah, no, you don’t get this in the city (Swing low, swing low)
Oh, you don’t get this in the city, I haven’t felt like this in quite a while, on any given Sunday (Carry me, carry me home)
In any given part of the world

A-a-a-a-a-agh!
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