Sunday In New York

Sunday Where has what you stood for gone Sunday Have you been asleep You say keep the faith but there's no faith to keep. Sunday Master of a dyin' breed Sunday Lyin' in a heap You say keep the faith but there's no faith to keep. Sunday Virgin child who can't wear white Sunday Much too late to weep You say keep the faith but there's no faith to keep. Sunday Tellin' lies on history Sunday Ain't you in too deep You say keep the faith but there's no faith to keep. Sunday Bow down to the blood you've shed Sunday Bodies piled so steep You say keep the faith but there's no faith to keep. Sunday Build your house of solid gold Sunday Let the people sleep You say keep the faith but there's no faith to keep. You say keep the faith but there's no faith to keep.