SORRY

        You’re calling us, but we’re okay
        We’ll leave it till another day
        There is so much we want to do
        Sorry it gets in the way of You
        Sunday morning, that’s our date
        Alas, You’ve had so long to wait
        But that’s the day of rest, You said
        At least we get up out of bed
        To do our duty, see our friends
        Catch the gossip someone lends
        Then off back home, without a fuss
        To catch Eastenders omnibus
        There’s such a busy week ahead
        There isn’t time to clear our head
        Please be patient for our call
        We’re bound to need You after all.