Sabbath A Day
Sabbath the day, moons burn bright.
Kiss me upon a candles light.
Priest have forgiven, for what they have sinned.
Fire burns bright, within Gusty winds.
The Sabbath a day, a day we must pray.
Hookers are lerking, church on Sunday.
Alterboys run, they cry, they hide.
Heaven provide, a gift from inside.
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