Sunday's Slave

Cm
Sunday's got a slave
Fm
Monday's got one too
Cm
Sunday's got a slave
Fm
Monday's got one too
    Bb
Our sufferings are countless
    Eb              Bb     Cm
Our pleasures are a motley few
              Bb
Spend all day digging my grave
    Eb     Bb       Cm
Now go get sunday's slave

Cm
Tuesday sleeps in a stable
Fm
Wednesday's in a chains
Cm
Tuesday gathers up the crumbs under 
the table
Fm
Wednesday dare not complain
   Bb
My heart has collapsed
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       Eb          Bb        Cm
On the tracks of a run-a-way train
     Bb
Just whisper his name
    Eb         Bb       Cm
And here comes Sunday's slave

     C#
The hands in the stable
                        Cm
Are willing and able to pay
        C#
If you feel at a loss man

Just who is the boss-man
        Cm       Bb         Cm
Ask the blood on one of its bad days
        Bb
For his nerve is to serve
        Eb           Bb      Cm
But the service is a fucking mockery
     Bb
He insists that he piss
        Eb          Bb
In your fist but he still
                Cm
Takes the money anyway
    Bb
The masters a bastard
    Eb         Bb       Cm
But don't tell sunday's slave

Cm
Thursday's angered the master
Fm
O.k. so Friday's gonna pay
Cm
Thursday's angered the master
Fm
Yeah, so Friday's gonna pay
    Bb
One night on the rack
         Eb            Bb      Cm
And he's back saddling up Saturday
             Bb
You can only whisper his name
    Eb     Bb
But not on sundays
Eb       Bb
Never on sundays
   Eb     Bb      Cm
Oh not on sundays slave