Wednesdays, Wednesday at the Apple Gate, Tuesday all alone
Wednesdays, Wednesday at the Apple Gate, Tuesday all alone
When I was walking down the street, Noticed some chewing gum by my feet
And a dog was munching it, seemed that he was loving it
And the off licence was closed again, someone was stabbed up with a pen
Well I guess I'll always have
I'll always have
Wednesdays, Wednesday at the Apple Gate, Tuesday all alone
Wednesdays, Wednesday at the Apple Gate, Tuesday all alone
See a man he standing there
Seems he has something to share
Delves straight inside of his bag
Pulls out cards I already had
Wednesdays, Wednesday at the Apple Gate, Tuesday all alone
Wednesdays, Wednesday at the Apple Gate, Tuesday all alone