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Sunburn - Graham Gouldman lyrics

There rests a man with our past success
All that I value is in his keeping
He is the guardian of everything I possess

Trophies inscribed with my name in honor
Medals for races that I have won
Prizes for fights in which I was victor
So what the hell, I say, what's gone is gone, all is gone

In on Monday, out on Friday
I'm the only one to blame
Waiting for that Thursday's payday
Every week it's just the same

Behind the grill wearing gold-rimmed glasses
The old man values the cost of fears
Trumpets, guitars, pearly concertinas
Assigned orchestra, lamenting four wasted years

In on Monday, out on Friday
I'm the only one to blame
Waiting for that Thursday's payday
Every week it's just the same

Under the sign of the old pawnbroker
Trail all the losers in life's contest
Some hurry back to redeem their pledges
My promise, I'll redeem, the day that I'm laid to rest

In on Monday, out on Friday
I'm the only one to blame
Waiting for that Thursday's payday
Every week it's just the same

Under the sign of the old pawnbroker
There rests a man with our past success
All that I value is in his keeping
He is the guardian of everything I possess
Everything I possess, everything I possess

There rests a man with our past success
All that I value is in his keeping

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