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CHRIS ROBINSON lyrics : "Sunday Sound"

Stuck up in a lush life
The phone lines are down
Out on the salt flats

They take the money to town
And just like water on the ground
We will find our way


Hallucination nation
We got a vaccine

Dancing for quarters
Ain't as underground as it seems
And just like water on the ground

We will find our way

Well, I'd like to dance with you

As the band plays on
I'd like to talk with you
'Til dawn

We'll make a sunday sound
Both loud and cloud
We'll make a sunday sound

That love's here
Love's here


Decompression
Coming up for air
A minor complication

To what it is you caught down there
Just like water on the ground
We will find our way


Well, I'd like to dance with you
As the band plays on

I'd like to talk with you
'Til dawn
We'll make a sunday sound

Both loud and clear
We'll make a sunday sound
That love's here

Love's here

It's hard enough just staying friendly

Just to remain the apple of your eye
These days, well, I stay busy
'Cause making something out of nothing

Just ain't passing time

New Mexico love song

Warm your feather in the sun
Your California traffic
Well, it just ain't no fun

Just like water on the ground
We will find our way


Well, I'd like to dance with you
As the band plays on
I'd like to talk with you

'Til dawn
We'll make a sunday sound
Both loud and clear

We'll make a sunday sound
That love's here
Love's here

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