A Month Of Sundays

It's gonna be a month of Sundays Before I see my gal again I'm watchin' TV in my undies Sittin', waitin' for the end Of the world as we know it We tried not to blow it But we blew it and now it's gone And everything we knew Has gone all askew And time just wanders on It's gonna be a month of Sundays Before I see my gal again I'm watchin' TV in my undies And wishin' that I had a friend Someone who understands What I have here in my hand And will make my dreams come true Someone who sees the gun And understands what I have done Because I don't have a clue It's gonna be a month of Sundays Before I see my gal again I'm watchin' TV in my undies Sittin', waitin' for the end