Standard (EADGBE)
Verse 1
Nothings sacred, the days are cheap.
Truth is thin on the ground.
Still our prophets are crucified.
Nobody believes theyre stumblin.
Its Friday, but Sunday is comin.
Verse 2
Someones saying a prayer tonight.
For a hungry mouth to be fed.
Someone kneels in the dark somewhere;
Darkness is already crumblin.
Yeah, its Friday, but Sunday is comes.
Chorus
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
Its not so far, its not so far away.
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
Its not so far, its not so far away.
Riff
Verse 3
Broken promises, weary hearts.
But one promise remains.
Crucified, He will come again.
Its Friday, but Sunday is comin.
Yeah, its Friday, but Sunday is comin!
Chorus
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
Its not so far, its not so far away.
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
Its not so far, its not so far away.
Solo
Bridge
Darkness is already crumblin.
Its Friday, but Sunday is comin.
Yeah, its Friday but Sunday is comin.
Can you feel it?
Here it comes.
Ending Chorus:
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
Its not so far, its not so far away.
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
Its not so far, our God will have His day!