Letra Sunday Morning de The Bolshoi

Letra de Sunday Morning

The Bolshoi


Sunday Morning
The Bolshoi
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I remember when I was young
Feeling sick on Sunday morning
I don't wanna do it anymore
Standing in a line with a dirty mind
Clean it up on Sunday morning
I don't wanna do it anymore
One day a week we turn the cheek
One day a week we turn the cheek
Oh, how we kneeled 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 wanna see it anymore
Tea and toast in the social hall
We had it all on Sunday morning
I don't wanna see it anymore
We come in fear, to worship here
We come in fear, to worship here
Oh, how we kneeled down
Oh, we were so quiet
Never any light there
I don't care, it's not right there
It's wrong to feel, it's wrong to care
You must not steal, you must not swear
Oh, how we kneeled down
Oh, we were so quiet
Never any light there
I don't care, it's not right there
I don't wanna do it anymore
I don't wanna see it anymore


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