Полный текст песни My Sunday Feeling - Jethro Tull

My Sunday feeling's
Coming on, over me.
My Sunday feeling's
Coming on, over me.
Now I bet the night is over,
Gotta clear my head so I can see.

'Till I get it put together,
That old feeling won't let me be.

Won't somebody tell me
Where I laid my head last night ?
Won't somebody tell me
Where I laid my head last night ?
I really don't remember,
But give me one more cigarette and I think I might.

'Till I get it put together,
That old feeling can't yet arrive.

Need some assistance,
Have you listened to what I said ?
Need some assistance,