Naked Sunday




ah, whoa, ah yeah,
ah, whoa, ah yeah,

you're the fuel to the fire,
you're the weapons of war
you're the irony of justice,
and the father of law,

been waiting a while to meet you,
for the chance to shake your hand,
to give you thanks for all the suffering you command,
and when all is over and we return to dust,
who will be my judge and which one do I trust?

ah, whoa, ah yeah,
ah, whoa, ah yeah,

you're the champion of sorrow,
you're the love and the pain,
you're the fighter of evil,
yet you're one and the same,

been waiting a while to meet you,
for the chance to shake your hand,
to give you thanks for all the suffering you command,
and when all is over and we return to dust,
who will be my judge and which one do I trust?

ah, whoa, ah yeah,
ah, whoa, ah yeah,

an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth,
turn the other cheek aside,
we're all god's children, the giver of life,
but only we will survive!

ah, whoa, ah yeah,
ah, whoa, ah yeah,
ah, whoa, ah yeah,
ah, whoa, ah yeah,




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