Lyrics:

They've read the scripture, they've passed the plate
And we're both praying he don't preach late
But he's getting 'Amens,' and that's just our luck
Yeah, it's eighty-five degrees outside and he's just getting warmed up

Oh you and me, we could be soaking up that sun
Finding out just how fast your brother's boat'll run
I tell you there ain't nothing that'll test your faith
Like a long sermon on a pretty Sunday

Well it's been raining all week long
I woke up this morning, the dark clouds were gone
We've both been raised not to miss church
But on a day like today heaven knows how much it hurts


See that sunlight shining through that stained glass
How much longer is this gonna last