D A
Well they used to call him Zero cause he never made his mark
Bm G
And when he took up with a tramp like her, all the people laughed
D A
Fate just seemed to find them on a one way losing streak
Bm G
Between the two they lived their lives trapped on a dead end street
D A
Well a man gets tired of zero and a woman hates that scorn
Bm G
And if time allowed they'd make those fools wish they were never born
Chorus:
Bm D
Oh how come it feels like Sunday each day of your life
Bm D
Some of us have to make a name before we're satisfied
G Bm
Oh and how come it feels like Monday seven days a week
A G Bm
Work your fingers to the bone just to make ends meet
Well the bank job wasn't easy, no, they'd left a couple dead
And when the headlines hit the stands that day, it was Zero and the tramp they said
Now it looks like they've got a man hunt for a couple of crazy kids
And they both got just what they want, it was a price upon their heads
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The more they kept on runnin, the more they fell in love
Cause when you live your life outside the law, you need that kind of trust
Chorus:
Bm D
Oh how come it feels like Sunday each day of your life
Bm D
Some of us have to make a name before we're satisfied
G Bm
Oh and how come it feels like Monday seven days a week
A G Bm
Work your fingers to the bone just to make ends meet
Sometimes the nights get colder and the dreams can chill your bones
And it was on a night like this that they came too close to home
They were caught up in the cross fire of a SWAT team's finest hour
And went down in a blaze of automatic fire crying hey we've really made it now
Chorus:
Bm D
Oh how come it feels like Sunday each day of your life
Bm D
Some of us have to make a name before we're satisfied
G Bm
Oh and how come it feels like Monday seven days a week
A G Bm
Work your fingers to the bone just to make ends meet
