Lyrics:

(R. Dunbar)

Sunday morning people
Better listen to me (You better take heed)
You go to church on Sunday
Hate your neighbor all week (Sunday morning people)

You can pray as loud as you can, now
(Sunday morning people)
Turn your back on your fellow man, now
You swear you're on the level
Then you shake hands with the devil

You got to help your brothers
Seven days a week
If peace and happiness is what you see

Sunday morning people
Practice what you preach
You can't go to church on Sunday
And hate your neighbor all week

You'll know the man upstairs is watching you
(Somebody's watching)
So, you call yourself and do things you don't wanna do
Like sharing with the poor
At the church door

'Cause every Sunday morning
You asked Him to forgive
But you go on saying, 'Heaven, are you listening?'
Sunday morning people, whoo!

Sunday morning people, better listen to me
(You better take heed)
You go to church on Sunday
Hate your neighbor all week

Let me tell you now
We were trying to get through the pearly gates
But for most of us, it's already too late
When your head starts to falter
You head straight for the alter

Sunday morning people
It's better than you think (better than you think)
You can't go to church on Sunday
And hate your neighbor all week

Sunday morning people
Practice what you preach (practice what you preach)
You can't go to church on Sunday
And hate your neighbor all week
Oh, Sunday morning people

Sunday morning people
Practice what you preach
Sunday morning people
Practice what you preach

Sunday morning people
Practice what you preach
Sunday morning people
Practice what you preach