Sunday Morning (исполнитель: The Bolshoi)

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 (x2)
 [bad word] 
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
 [bad word] fair, so wash your hair (x2)
 [bad word] 

Strong to feel, strong to care
You must not steal, you must not swear
 [bad word] 

I don't wanna do it anymore
I don't wanna see it anymore
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