Lyrics

CHURCH ON SUNDAY

Oh the gods, oh the gods have blessed me
Yeah they have, yeah they have
Oh the gods, oh the gods have blessed me
Yeah they have, they have

I’m not the kind of guy
who goes to church on Sunday,
I’m not the kind of guy who goes to church at all
Except maybe if it’s for a friend’s wedding
then I really really really enjoy it
‘Cause churches and love are beautiful

And all my life I keep getting told all these ways that we are different
But I don’t really see that at all -
Maybe you’re a bit lighter than him or he’s a bit darker than you or
Something like that? Well, come on, is that enough to start a war?

Oh the gods, oh the gods have blessed me
Yeah they have, yeah they have

Somewhere down the line, we’ve been told a lie by our dark side
‘Cause we were terrified, ‘cause we saw the light in our child’s eye
And we felt the love there deep inside and with the joy of the love came
The fear of the pain, who could dare to lose such a beautiful thing,
So we held on tight to this thing called life and we said “This way’s the
Only way that’s right”, the only way that’s right…

Well we’re all the same when the lights go out
All wanna cry and we all wanna shout
We all want somebody to catch our eye and
To hold us tight ’til the day we die
We all want more money and we all want more sex
And we’ve all got a thousand thoughts in our head and
We all get worried that things won’t be ok and if we’re not worried
Then people worry that we’re insane -

I’m not the kind of guy
Who goes to church on Sunday
But I do like hanging out with lots of people when there is love in the air
With people who know, people who feel they can let go, people who can see!
People who can see there’s so much love! There’s so much love!
So don’t give up! We’ll all get enough…