Grundys Flask
[Verse]
Come on the morning outta my head
Midwifes’ scrapping me out the bed
Empty chambers lining my belt
Nothing but blanks on my second shelf

Preacher says I only drink the Sunday
Still warm when I get back on Monday
Fine lady on the lap on the Wednesday
But she’s always outta bed very next day

[Chorus]
The sunlight
Brings me alive
It ain’t much but it’s enough to fight

The sunlight
Brings me alive
It ain’t much but it’s enough to fight

[Verse]
Week after week, sand in the soul
Makes me think I never died at all
My tomb's real dusty cause my headstones broke
Rubbed out my name from the common folk
Always said there wasn’t use for a Tuesday
Spinnin' yarns bout what I did lass Friday
I know I haven’t eaten but I’m full
Every day a tha week, I think it’s bull
But

[Bridge]
I’m looking fresh
My Sunday best
When I’m off to the grave

My final curse
The nighttime hearse
That my son drives
To my bedside

It’s always the same on the Monday morn
I need more than this resurrection

Than by Tuesday
It’s just another day
For my flask

[Pre-Chorus
Mama says I’m always grubby on a Monday
Never tell her that I die every Sunday
I’m in church asking flavors of god
But it never goes the way I thought
Falling sick on the dusk-end of Thursday
Every life is a self for filling prophecy
I’m in church asking flavors of god
Choosing my own predestination but

[Chorus]
The sunlight
Brings me alive
It ain’t much but it’s enough to fight

The sunlight
Brings me alive
It ain’t much but it’s enough to fight

[Outro]
The sunlight
Brings me alive
It ain’t much but it’s enough to fight

The sunlight
Brings me alive
It ain’t much but it’s enough to fight