[Verse 1] The devil tried to kill the church last Saturday Mama’s crying the saints must be on holiday Going to mass to pray on Sunday Praying for an angel to take the pain away [Pre-Chorus] Lord please save their souls Their running down the devil’s door by Monday Mending their broken wings it’s only Tuesday Hearing Ezekiel’s wheels on Wednesday [Chorus] Mama’s crying the saints must be on holiday Mama’s continually pray Mama’s crying the saints must be on holiday All heavenly saints continually pray [Verse 2] The battle isn’t forlorn It rages on like a woman scorn There’s a bright neon green in a midnight scene Lord I hear that thunder roll [Pre-Chorus] As the fear of God seeps in toll Angels and demons tear Screaming for the unprepared Mama’s crying the saints must be on holiday The battle isn’t forlorn Lord you can hear those wheels like a thunder storm The battle of the saints, The battle of the saints every day… You can hear the thunder when they pray. [Chorus] Mama’s crying the saints must be on holiday Mama’s continually pray Mama’s crying the saints must be on holiday All heavenly saints continually pray [Bridge] Saints flog to the corner stone The fountain of the world you must atone The doctrine of devils leads astray All heavenly saints continually pray [Chorus] Lord please save their souls Their running down the devil’s door by Monday Mending their broken wings it’s only Tuesday Hearing Ezekiel’s wheels on Wednesday The battle isn’t forlorn Lord you can hear those wheels like a thunder storm The battle of the saints, The battle of the saints every day… You can hear the thunder when they pray.
