Catch the mist, catch the myth, catch the mystery, catch the drift/The world is, the world is, Sunday Comics are deep/Maybe as his skies are wide, today’s Tom Sawyer, he gets by on you.

Watch it burn, reluctantly he leaves/Watch it burn, Sunday Comics make him wheeze/Watch it burn, humming “Sherry,” splits the scene

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