Hey!

Sunday only happens once

Diamonds only come from dust

And if I never ever earn your trust

You can talk to me

You can talk to me

They don't really care what you believe

The bread and wine have been replaced by leaves

And now I'm in the company of thieves

It's where I wanna be

It's where I wanna be

The girls are getting stoned on Easter

The boys are getting bored

The girls are getting stoned on Easter

The birthday of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The preacher eats potato chips at Mass

The eggs are hidden all about the grass

And, oh my dear, I thought you'd never ask

That's why I didn't say

That's why I didn't say

The chocolate fingers always on the hunt

Oh, God is just a publicity stunt

And pardon me if I have been too blunt

I gave it all away

I gave it all away

Give it away!

The girl's are getting stoned on Easter

The boys are getting bored

The girls are getting stoned on Easter

On the day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

I don't think I'll ever break the yoke

My membership in life has been revoked

And disappearing in a cloud of smoke

I will fade away

I will fade away

The girls are getting stoned on Easter

The boys are getting bored

The girls are getting stoned on Easter

On the day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord

The day of the Lord