Roll out that special head/This is our favorite one/Please don’t try to read/Don’t read the Sunday Comics

“I’m not one who makes believe, I know that leaves are green. They only change to brown when autumn comes around. I know just what I say, today’s not yesterday, and all things have an ending.”

If you like Sunday Comics, and getting caught in the rain If you´re not into Garfield, if you have half a brain If you like making fun of Crankshaft, reading Dune at the cape We’re the comics you´ve looked for, look for us, and escape

Clocks on the wall, Sunday Comics on the wrist/It’s the moments we relive, it’s the moments like this/When it’s time to get ill, we be so ahead of time/It’s the moments we achieve, best believe it’s the moments

But you see, it’s not me It’s not my family In your head, in your head, Sunday Comics With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their guns In your head, in your head, Sunday Comics

Sunday Comics on the road, your brain is squirming like a toad Take a long holiday, let the children play.

Sunday Comics, meeting with Russian Foreign Minister Sergey Lavrov so you don’t have to.

Sunday Comics used to live in Jamaica, but doesn’t live there no more. Has to change its lifestyle, do things it’s never done before.

Sunday Comics celebrates our mutual survival for the last hundred days. Here’s to another hundred.

So call the mainland from the beach, Sunday Comics washed up in bleach/The waves are rising for this time of year, and nobody knows what to do with the heat/Under sunshine pylons we’ll meet while rain is falling like rhinestones from the sky