Sunday Letra

My living light, I hear no sounds

Watch Billy hit the roof
He hears voices in the walls
Watching Billy come unglued
As sanity peels from your mind

I live for Sundays
My full circle's coming round
My love for moonbeams
My living light, I hear no sounds

Oh, not now, there's Billy
With a six-foot monkey on his back
Not a sin could catch his mind
When four beam days our moon attack

You live
My loving light is coming round
No way
My loving light is coming round
Billy's gonna mow you down

I live for Sundays
My full circle's coming round
My love for moonbeams
My living light, I hear no sounds

You live
My loving light is coming round
No way
My loving light is coming round
You live
My loving light is coming round
No way
My loving light is coming round
Billy's gonna mow you down