Sunday Supplement Songtext
von Stephen Duffy

In the summer and her pinafore
She thought she′d love for evermore
How soon things sour past the
Bewitching hour she finds
Herself in winter deep inside her coat
The past is just an anecdote
She can't forget for it′s her
Alphabetic turn

Will there be a war?
Will she die or will she know
And find the pain of youth still shows?

Like Mary Tyler Moore
She stares across the yawning tide
Out of love and terrified


In the Sunday colour magazine
She reads a line and then she dreams
Of what she'll do when
She leaves you again
She knows that home was once a wild moon
As always her own chaperone
Catch the bus from
Wilderness or two

Will there be a war?
Will she die or will she know
And find the pain of youth still shows?

Like Mary Tyler Moore
She stares across the yawning tide
Out of love and terrified

Hold on tight

Will there be a war?
Will she die or will she know
And find the pain of youth still shows?
Like Mary Tyler Moore
She stares across the yawning tide
Out of love and terrified
Hold on tight

Catch that bus
Fares please
Ding ding ding