For those who"ve sleptFor those who"ve keptThemselves Jacked upHow jesus weptSundaySundayFor those in needFor those who speedFor those who try to slow their mind with weedSundaySundayFor those who wakeWith a blind headacheWho must be stillWho will sit and waitFor sunday, to be mondayYeah, it will be okDo nothing todayGive yourself a breakLet your imagination run awayFor those with guiltFor those who wiltUnder pressureNo tears over spilt milkSundaySundaySundaySundaySundayYeah, it will be okDo nothing todayGive yourself a breakLet your imagination run awayYeah, it will be okDo nothing todayGive yourself a breakLet your imagination run away