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The universe Is a bulging purse For greedy little hands The conquerors have stole away The gold from far-off lands And God was there Yes, he was there The flag held high his name Yea, and all men will be civilized And murder is the game And we'll all be there on Sunday To claim eternal grace And we'll all be there on Sunday Our sins to be erased Yes, we'll all cry out together Praise glory to his name And we'll all be there on Sunday The blind, the deaf, and lame The unexplored Was to be deplored For they were savage men To pagan shores, the ships set sail All evil to condemn And he was there Yes, he was there The flag held high his name Yea, and all men will be civilized And murder is the game And we'll all be there on Sunday To claim eternal grace And we'll all be there on Sunday Our sins to be erased Yes, we'll all cry out together Praise glory to his name And we'll all be there on Sunday The blind, the deaf, and lame Yes, we'll all be there on Sunday To claim eternal grace And we'll all be there on Sunday Our sins to be erased Yes, we'll all cry out together Praise glory to his name And we'll all be there on Sunday The blind, the deaf, and lame |