BUT TOMMORROW IS SUNDAY
From the joint she just smoked she’s high as a kite. But tomorrows Sunday, so to church she will make that flight.
Stayed out all night long, in those streets you did roam But tomorrows Sunday, you’ll go to church to keep up the appearance of a happy home.
Filled your quota this week for harassing innocent blacks But tomorrows Sunday, you’ll be in church and drop your police Billy Jack.
You wouldn’t take NO for an answer and your date you did rape But tomorrows Sunday, you’ll be in church while she lies in the hospital bed with no escape.
All the married couples paired off with different partners at the party last night But tomorrows Sunday, your families will all be in church together like you’re living your lives right.
When she woke up, she realized she was in a strange mans arms But tomorrow is Sunday, so before dozing off on the clock she did set the alarm.
Your spouse is asleep while you sneak out on a late night creep But tomorrows Sunday, will you listen when the Pastor says “what you sow you shall reap.”
He kicks and punches his wife, and to his children he administers different kinds of abuses But tomorrow is Sunday, if asked about their bruises; he threatens them to make up excuses.
She doesn’t talk to her friend’s he doesn’t take her anywhere, and never buys her anything But tomorrows Sunday, and from day to day and week to week she tries not to complain because she’s wearing his wedding ring.
He was the most qualified applicant, but you didn’t hire him because of the locks in his hair But tomorrows Sunday, although you also preach at your father’s church, nobody said you had to be fair.
She professes to be saved, so, on the job they take note while she smokes, cusses, and cuts up with the guys But tomorrow is Sunday, and she’s the pastor’s daughter, so she heads for the front row, but she’s living in disguise.
What does it profit a man to gain the world but lose his soul? For to eat, drink, and be merry is a lie that the devil told.
Because in the very end when the books of judgment are opened and read Everything we did before Sunday morning we’ll have to give an account for, and it rests on our head.
So, although we didn’t see GOD, he was there In the shadows, in the times that we had no fear.
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