It's a wonder girl
You have a smile on your face
Oh here in this dark place
It's a wonder girl
you don't ignore what they say
It doesn't matter anyway
It's a wonder girl
You used to be, born again
I'll tell you right now it won't matter to you when you get down to the end
I despise all you Churchgoers
Because you think understand
I despise all you Churchgoers
You think you got it in your hand
We're going to burn your Sunday bonnet
And everything you put upon it
We're going to burn your Easter bonnet
And everything you wrote upon it
You're in the sun girl
And you're holding my hand
I understand
You're in the sun girl
And there is no reason to return
There is nothing left for you to learn back there
I despise all you Churchgoers
Because you think understand
I despise all you Churchgoers
You think you got it in your hand
We're going to burn your Sunday bonnet
And everything you put upon it
We're going to burn your Easter bonnet
And everything you wrote upon it
It's a wonder girl
you have a smile on your face
Oh there in that dark, dark, dark, dark, dark, dark place
I despise all you Churchgoers
Because you think understand
I despise all you Churchgoers
You think you got it in your hand
We're going to burn your Sunday bonnet
And everything you put upon it
We're going to burn your Easter bonnet
And everything you wrote upon it
An almost anti-blues/anti-rock style that masters classic sounds while mocking the industry’s perceived seriousness. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 27, 2018