Sunday Morning

                                  I remember when I was young

Feeling sick on Sunday morning

I don't want to do it anymore



Standing in a line with a dirty mind

Clean it up on Sunday morning

I don't want to do it anymore



One day a week we turn the cheek [Repeat x2]

Oh, how we'd kneel down

Oh, we were so quiet

Never any light there

I don't care, it's not right there



Get up early, do your hair

Sunday best on Sunday morning

I don't want to see it anymore



Tea and toast in the social hall

We had it all on Sunday morning

I don't want to see it anymore



We come in fear , to worship here (x2)

(CHORUS)

It's wrong to feel, It's wrong to care

You must not steal, you must not swear



(CHORUS)

I don't want to do it anymore

I don't want to see it anymore