Mother she is not the type you look at on the street Looks like any other mum I know Dressed in grey to take a walk as any other day Takes a pint at Henry's half past one Drinks it rather slowly she would never walk the line Her face is changing through the second pint Mother has a lover though he's only in her mind The minute she is leaving he is gone Sunday sunday people Sunday shines for you Sunday she is shining For you Sunday sunday people Sunday shines for you Sunday she is shining For you She had a chance made a choice twenty years ago Twenty years ago when I was born Time has changed and I moved out daddy's growing old Mother's changing lovers every day Anyway at half past five she's waiting with the meal We have a chat about the day's events Father's secret lover's more easily to find She's no longer only in his mind Sunday sunday people Sunday shines for you Sunday she is shining For you Sunday sunday people Sunday shines for you Sunday she is shining For you Dropping in at sunday eve to spend the night at home Just to make them feel that I still care Daddy tells me stories from the time when he was young But I don't find them funny anymore Mother says I'm much too skinny do you work to hard Do you sleep at night and get to eat Do you have a girlfriend would you care to take her home Time to settle down and have some kids Sunday sunday people Sunday shines for you Sunday she is shining For you Sunday sunday people Sunday shines for you Sunday she is shining For you