Our television saw the red mist yesterday 
By playing re-runs of all the soap opera's we hate 
And then it played Songs of Praise, its just another sorry Sunday 

We should wake up early and walk 
This would nurse the feeling from the night before 
But instead you watch 'Channel 5' 
Though we know they play the same films every single night (Like Alien 3) 
Sundays and I are not meant to be 

And it doesn’t affect you like it does me 
Please can we have 6 days a week 
Yes it doesn't affect you like it does me 
Please can you turn off Sunday TV 

Go on turn it off, go on turn it off 
Go on turn it off, go on turn it off 
Please can you turn off Sunday TV 

She settles down to watch 'Heartbeat' 
With the roast I made so despairingly 
And its tradition she screams 
But we're not in a golf cub here are we? 
We're not in a golf club here are we; we're not in a golf club here are we? 


And it doesn’t affect you like it does me 
Please can we have 6 days a week 
No it doesn't affect you like it does me 
Please can you turn off Sunday TV 

Go on turn it off, go on turn it off 
Go on turn it off, go on turn it off 
Please can you turn off Sunday TV 

If I had Sky I'd be alright, If I had Sky I'd be alright 
If I has Sky I’d be alright, I'd be a couch potato all my life! 

Go on turn it off, go on turn it off 
Go on turn it off, go on turn it off 
Please can you turn off Sunday TV

                          Thanks to Sophie. for correcting these lyrics