I'm sick and tired, hearing the choir singing Sunday morning

Travelling home, it wasn't far

Easter Sunday and you told me my brothers were gone

And the comfort is you tell me that the reason was love

What a sacrifice

I'm sick and tired, hearing the choir singing Sunday morning

Suffering's some badge of honour

Easter Sunday and you told me they're not coming home

And the comfort is you tell me that the reason was love

What a sacrifice, oh Lord

What a sacrifice, oh Lord

All that sacrifice

Sick and tired, hearing the choir singing Sunday morning

Innocent livеs ripped apart

Easter Sunday and you told me thе doctors would come

But they couldn't and you tell me that the reason was love

What a sacrifice, oh Lord

What a sacrifice oh Lord

All that sacrifice

I just need your mercy

Allow me to worship

I'm at your service

Put me to work

I just need your mercy

Show me your mercy

Allow me to worship

I'm getting sick and tired, hearing the choir singing Sunday morning

Sick and tired, hearing the choir Sunday morning

And you told me my brothers were gone

And the comfort is you tell me that the reason was love

What a sacrifice

I'm sick and tired, hearing the choir singing Sunday morning

Sick and tired hearing the choir

What a sacrifice, oh Lord

What a sacrifice, oh Lord