Текст песни Zella Day - Sunday in Heaven

[Intro]
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus 1]
Their phones are off and they don't want to talk
It's been a long week and their patience is shot
It's Sunday way up in Heaven

[Post-Chorus]
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm

[Verse 2]
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
And I’m waiting for you right here

[Chorus 2]
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

[Post-Chorus]
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Way up in heaven