MM, mm
MM, mm

It's Sunday in Heaven
The poppies won't bloom
They are laying down for a nap
On the couch in God's living room
It's Sunday in Heaven
And nobody is saved
'Cause Jesus is in the park
Playing kickball for the rest of the day

Their phones are off and they don't wanna talk
It's been a long week and their patience is shot
It's Sunday way up in Heaven

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MM, mm

It's Sunday in Heaven
Picking prickly pears
I'm rolling around in the dirt
Getting bubblegum stuck in my hair
It's Sunday in Heaven
It's been a long year
I'm killing time turning water to wine
I'm waiting for you right here

Oh, nobody smokes and they don't get my jokеs
I'm wonderin' if they sent you down bеlow
I'll spend forever way up in Heaven

MM, mm
MM, way up in heaven