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Sunday Morning in America

The Hit Crew2013年2月19日

Sunday Morning in America 歌詞

 

Sunday Morning in America - The Hit Crew

She dresses up her children

 

And she herds 'em to the car

 

Drives down to the mega church

 

But can't find a place to park

 

Then she feels a little guilty when

 

She takes His name in vain

 

So she folds her last two dollars

 

And she drops 'em in the plate

It's Sunday morning Sunday morning in America

 

His back is out of kilter from

 

Sleeping on concrete

 

And he'd like to have some breakfast

But he'd trade it for a drink

 

Those early morning joggers

 

They're quick to pass him by

 

And the ones who drop a dollar

Don't dare look him in the eye

Another Sunday morning

 

Sunday morning in America

 

Sunday morning Sunday morning in America

 

Smell the eggs and bacon

 

I hear the church bells ring

 

Cheerleaders shaking on a big screen TV

 

There's Winnebago's and boats on the lake

 

And a red-head freckled face blows out

The candles on his birthday cake

 

It's Sunday morning Sunday morning in America

 

He's hunkered in a bunker

 

With a rifle in his hand

 

Layin' his life on the line every inch of sand

 

But he's dreaming about that freedom

 

That he's been fighting for

 

And the arms that will wrap around him

When he comes walking through that door

 

Some Sunday morning

 

It's Sunday morning in America

 

Yeah Sunday morning

 

Sunday morning in America

 

Smell the eggs and bacon

 

I hear the church bells ring

Cheerleaders shaking on a big screen TV

 

There's Winnebago's and boats on the lake

And a red-head freckled face blows out

The candles on his birthday cake

Yeah Sunday morning Sunday morning in America

 

Sunday morning Sunday morning in America

 

Well I know it ain't perfect

 

Ya there's a lot of things wrong in America

 

But I thank God for those who lay down their lives

 

To make this place my home

 

Smell the eggs and bacon

 

I hear the church bells ring

 

Cheerleaders shaking on a 57

 

Inch big screen TV

 

There's trucks on a highway and

Sailboats on the lake

 

And a red-head freckled face blows out

The candles on his birthday cake

 

It's Sunday morning yeah

Sunday morning in America

 

It's Sunday morning beautiful

Sunday morning in America

 

Oh Sunday morning Sunday morning

 

 

In America