Welcome my friends to this beautiful Sunday

My wife burn my tie on the stove just the other day

Your Mama, your Daddy, your greasy, greasy Granny Let's judge

Bill then we all will pray

Bob fixed the steeple it looks brand new

It's lunch time now so I guess that's my cue

Look at that guy on the side of the road

Better him than us now dear let's go to church



Chorus

I had a dream I was sleeping tonight



Pharissee man what have you done

You killed all those people and did not bite your tongue

Too ugly, too fat, too short, too tall,

I pray His wrath comes down and consumes you all

There is a sign on the door that's written for you

It says open your eyes read through the lines try something new

Hide me inside lets go out into the hall

Does not the Lion himself teach you that it's against the law



I had a dream I was sleeping last night