Naked Sunday Lyrics by Stone Temple Pilots
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You're the fuel to the fire
You're the weapons of war
You're the irony of justice
And the father of law

I've been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust

You're the champion of sorrow
You're the love and the pain
You're the fighter of evil
Yet you're one in the same

I've been waiting for awhile to meet you
For the chance to shake your hand
To give you thanks for all the suffering you command
And when all is over and we return to dust
Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?
You're the fuel to the fire  You're the weapons of war  You're the irony of justice  And the father of law    I've been waiting for awhile to meet you  For the chance to shake your hand  To give you thanks for all the suffering you command  And when all is over and we return to dust  Who will be my judge and which one do I trust    You're the champion of sorrow  You're the love and the pain  You're the fighter of evil  Yet you're one in the same    I've been waiting for awhile to meet you  For the chance to shake your hand  To give you thanks for all the suffering you command  And when all is over and we return to dust  Who will be my judge and which one do I trust?