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Church On Sunday by Nicodemus Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 1982

[Intro]
Who [?]
Jah man, mi come fi nice an' cheer up
Do mi dis call "Di People Go To Church On Sundays" (Do it!)

[Chorus]
Di people go to church on Sundays
Mi say, di people go to church on Sundays (Di pastor say)
Cross your hand, mi say, shut your eye
Go down pon your knee an' you praise to daddy
You no really see him, him a caught di money
Say, di pastor keep di money (Well, watch out, man!)

[Refrain]
Di deacon a walk with a plate in a him hand
Him collect every cent from each an' everyone
An' little after dat him go buy a mini van
Him drive pass me an' mi woman

[Chorus]
Di people go to church on Sundays
Mi say, di people go to church on Sundays (Di pastor say)
Cross your hand, mi say, shut your eye
Go down pon your knee, I beg you, praise to daddy
Mi say, you no really see him, him a caught di money
Mi say, di pastor keep di money
[Refrain]
Di deacon a walk with di plate in a him hand
Him collect every cent from a each an' everyone
An' little after dat him go buy a mini van
Him drive pass you an' you woman

[Verse 1]
But, black-a is my color of mi African skin
Say, black is mi color of mi African skin
Mi don't lost mi lover up a Constant Spring
But mi take 'way di queen from di king
But, every girl mi buck up, dem a wear a chaplin
Di youth, dem dung a Ochi, dem a wear his ring
Mi like dem fat, but mi no like dem slim
For, when dem too slim, mi do a whole heap of thing

[Chorus]
Say, di people go to church on Sundays
Mi say, di people go to church on Sundays (Di pastor say)
Cross your hand, mi say, shut your eye
Go down pon your knee an' you praise to daddy
You nah really see him, him a caught di money
Mi say, di pastor keep di money

[Refrain]
'Co, let mi tell you, say
Di deacon a walk with di plate in a him hand
Him collect every cent from a each an' everyone
An' little after dat him go buy a mini van
Him drive pass you an' you woman
[Chorus]
Mi say, di people go to church on Sundays
Mi say, di people go to church on Sundays (Di pastor say-a)
Cross your hand, mi say, shut your eye
Say, go down pon your knee, I beg you, praise to daddy
You nah really see him, him a caught di money
Mi say, di pastor keep di money

[Verse 2]
'Co, let mi tell you 'bout di some of dis di stuff, it a wicked an' ruff
Well, a some a say mi jealous 'bout di know mi delicious
Mi say, I-ya pupa Demus, say, mi come to mash it up
Mi father, say, him live a [?]
Jah man, for mi say, make a lover go, mi say, make di lover stay
When I hear di pastor play, mi have fi start DJ

[Chorus]
Di people go to church on Sundays
Mi say, di people go to church on Sundays (Di pastor say)
Cross your hand, cah, shut your eye
Go down pon your knee, I beg you, praise to daddy
You nah really see him, him a caught di money
Mi say, di pastor keep di money

[Outro]
An' di deacon a walk with di plate in a him hand
Him collect every cent from a each an' everyone
An' little after dat him-