[Start] [Intro] Clouds rolled in, punched the clock for gray Whole sky said, “Not today.” [Verse 1] Alarm clock rang, I let it snooze Told responsibility, “You got the wrong blues.” Sink full of dishes? They can soak in regret, Laundry’s got commitment issues, ain’t folded yet. Coffee’s slow-drippin’ like my ambition Toast popped up, that’s my only ignition Bills on the table tryin’ to stare me down I flipped ’em face first, turned that frown upside down [Chorus] It’s a Sunday state of blues, but the sweet kind Sugared up sorrow, peace of mind No dues, no news, no shoes to choose Just me and my people in these laid-back blues [Verse 2] Couch got a crease with my name on it Blanket wrapped tight like I legally own it Friends drift in like a low tide wave Nobody productive, nobody brave We philosophize ’bout absolutely nothing Argue if a hot dog’s a sandwich or something Chips in a bowl, dip deeper than thought Time moves slow, but we don’t get caught [Chorus] It’s a Sunday state of blues, slow brew Sky’s all gray but the vibe’s sky blue No hustle muscle, no win or lose Just driftwood hearts in these easy blues [Bridge] Rain tap-dances on the tin roof beat Metronome mellow, lazy and sweet Phone lights up, we let it die If it ain’t urgent, it can wait ’til July [Verse 3] We toast to nothing with ice-cold beer Future can wait, it ain’t welcome here World’s on fire? Let it cool its jets Today we’re cashing in on zero regrets Love’s in the room in sweatpants form Soft as a couch and twice as warm No grand design, no master plan Just holding hands when we can [Final Chorus] It’s a Sunday state of blues, honey-glazed Clock unwound and gently dazed No ties, no tries, no point to prove Just loose-limbed souls in a barefoot groove [Outro] Let Monday knock, we won’t answer the door Today ain’t keeping score. [End]
