Stand back, oh, yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal
Stand back, oh, yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal
Get up
Stand back, oh, yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal

Downtown, twnety three
Underwater gotta breathe
I'm begging for you, please
'Cause a momma has her needs
I'm spreading my disease

And I try and dumb it down
And I trim it like a tree
Like I'm the only one around
I guess it's up to me and you
Choosin' what we wanna do
But I never have a clue
'Cause I never think it through

You treat me like I'm dust and I'm floatin' in the air
You think that I'm a monster and I never really care

Sunday mornin' cereal
Get up
Stand back, oh, yeah
Sunday mornin'

Now I'm missin' you
What can I do?
It only seems to change
Will you ever come back to me?

Sunday mornin' cereal
Get up
Stand back, oh, yeah
Sunday mornin' cereal
Stand back, oh, yeah
Stand back, oh, yeah
Stand back, oh, yeah