Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Bolshoi
The Bolshoi
Performer
Jan Kalicki
Jan Kalicki
Drums
Nick Chown
Nick Chown
Bass Guitar
Paul Clark
Paul Clark
Keyboards
Trevor Tanner
Trevor Tanner
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jan Kalicki
Jan Kalicki
Composer
Nick Chown
Nick Chown
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
MICK GLOSSOP
MICK GLOSSOP
Producer

Lyrics

I remember when I was young Feeling sick on Sunday morning I don't wanna do it anymore Standing in line with a dirty mind Clean it up on Sunday morning I don't wanna do it anymore One day a week, we turn the cheek One day a week, we turn the cheek Oh, how we kneeled down Oh, we were so quiet Never any light there I don't care, it's not right there Get up early, do your hair Sunday best on Sunday morning Well I don't wanna see it anymore Tea and toast in the social hall We had it all on Sunday morning I don't wanna see it anymore We come in fear, to worship here We come in fear, to worship here Oh, how we kneeled down Oh, we were so quiet Never any light there I don't care, it's not right there It's wrong to feel, it's wrong to care You must not steal, you must not swear Oh, how we kneeled down Oh, we were so quiet Never any light there I don't care, it's not right there I don't wanna do it anymore I don't wanna see it anymore Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning
Writer(s): Trevor Tanner, Janusz Kalicki, Nicholas Chow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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