Any day is a Sunday
Any day is a Sunday, and I walk down the street
But it’s bustling Thursday, and I walk to the beat
And the people I pass, they all smell like soap
And the ones in parked cars give off waves of dope
Chorus
God knows I love this country
And God knows, you should too
So why do you question my safety
When the people here aren’t like you
When the people here aren’t like you
Any day is a Sunday, and I come to your house
Your streets are so peaceful, until I get up close
You have walls and fences, so you sleep well at night
But your dogs all bark at me, and anything that moves at night
Repeat chorus
Any day is a Sunday, ‘cause when I get home
All the kids here greet me, I have always known
That if you’re kind to people, and you try real hard
Not to pass any judgement, you wouldn’t fall apart
Bridge
This is my neighbourhood
And this is my land
So don’t you dare knock it
Don’t you stop and stare
Any day is a Sunday
And I’ve had enough
Of you mocking my territory
And calling my bluff
Any day is a Sunday, and we’ve come so far
You should be so thankful we’ve avoided a war
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