Playing Church Again

Lyrics
Plastic smiles greet me at the door And lyin' eyes cover up the night before Make sure to be seen 'til it's time to go I'll be back next Sunday for one more show 'Cause we're playin' church again, yeah We're hiding our worst in our Sunday best And nobody's hurtin', we all just pretend 'Cause we're playin' church again "How are ya doin'?", "Oh, me, I'm just fine" Yeah, we look real pretty while inside we are dyin' Just look how it looks and not how it feels 'Cause еveryone's perfеct, but nobody's real And we're playin' church again, yeah We're hiding our worst in our Sunday best And nobody's hurtin', we all just pretend 'Cause we're playin' church again So I put on my robe and I hang up my needs And I sit there and stare and Jesus watches and bleeds And everyone's healthy and wealthy and wise And sinners aren't welcome unless they're comin' to tithe He gives grace to the humble Yeah, the weak and the poor Oh, if we don't need Jesus Tell me, what did He die for And we're playin' church again, yeah We're hiding our worst in our Sunday best And nobody's hurtin', we all just pretend 'Cause we're playin' church again We're hiding our worst in our Sunday best And nobody's hurtin', we all just pretend 'Cause we're playin' church again Yeah, we're playing church again He gives grace to the humble The weak and the poor If we don't need Jesus Tell me, what'd He die for
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Credits
- Writers
- Robin Boudreau
- Phil Kristianson
- Claire Cloninger
- Bonnie Keen