Wake up Sunday morn, at the crack of dawn
Feelin' holy, make sure that the lights are on.
Dressin' in my best.
Laying it to rest.
No solemn vow, will get ascension somehow.
Missed it Thursday night, hope my robe fits right.
No choir practice. No blessed light shines down upon us.
On my knees, come to, turn around - are the lights still on
You skipped communion.
And you skipped, ya skipped the tithe.
So are you...are you....are you still one of us?
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