Those Sunday mornings   Not a scrap in sight   I'll go without   I do it out of spite      All by myself, yeah      Food's lost it's flavor   I refuse to bite   Do myself no favors   Stay in every night   Ashtrays in rows   but you know      [chorus]   I Feel alright   It's just another Sunday morning   Then it's Sunday night   I feel alright   It's just the ghost of you behind me   Sitting right up tight      I'll read the paper   But it's yesterdays   The world's gone mad   And I'm going the same way      All by myself, yeah      When the sun is shining   I didn't get no hope   I'm new to whining   And I'm all out of soap      It's good to feel dirty, yeah      [chorus]   When you feel alright   It's just another Sunday morning   Everything's alright   I feel alright   It's just the ghost of you behind me   Sitting right up tight x2      So many miles   Between me and you   So many days   I don't know what to do      Be by myself      Then I know I'll be alright   On another Sunday morning   Another Sunday night   I'll be alright   With the ghost of you behind me   Sitting right up tight x4