Sunday morning fever chords and lyrics - PATINA MILLER

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[Verse 1]
[A]Wel[Asus4]come back[A],[D][Dm]
faithful followers [D]old [Dm]and n[D]ew
And now,
to raise the temperature even [Dm]higher
We have a brand- new hymn by [D]our
very own Queen of [G]Angels[D]
[Dm]Or should I [D]say -
Disco Queen of [G]Angels [D]Choir
Hit it, [C]sisters!
[Em]Spread

[Verse 2]
[C]the[D] news
It's time to [Dsus4]rock the [D]pews
We've got the [G]Sunday [D]morning fever
[F]It's [Gsus4]a sound that
turns your soul around
[F]Until[G] it mak[Dm]es you[G] a b[D]eliever

[Verse 3]
[F#m]Every priest
[A]Every dea[B]con
[Em]Everyone who feels the beat starts [Asus4]freakin'
[A]Cat[D]ch the bug
Ride the groove
Boogie till you feel your [G]spirit move
[C]Come and [Gm]get t[C]hat [D]Sunday
[Asus4]morning fever
Give the [A]Lord [Asus4]a try

[Verse 4]
[G]
Queen of Angels is [A]not your
grandma's church [E]anymore
God help your [F#]grandmother
if [E]it were
Everything that woman [F#]does
In[E]fects us more [F#]and [E]more[F#]
[Abm]Things were bad the way it was
[E]But Lord, you're killing us
[D#]with the [G#]cure
Welcome back, [D#m]O

[Verse 5]
[G#m]multitudes
[C#]Our humb[G#m]le sanctuary overflows
with your fabulous devo[A]tion[B]s!
[Bm]So
Get [B]down, get down, get down
On your [C]knees
[D]An d show the Lord how deep
Is your [Em]love

[Verse 6]
[Dsus4]Girls and[D] boys
Come make a joyful noise
And do the Sunday morning hustle
[Dm]Bump [Gsus4]that thing
In praise of [F]Christ [Gsus4]the King
[F]Until you pul[Dm]l you[G]r pel[D]vic muscle

[Verse 7]
[F#m]Get confessed
[A]Get [Bsus4]anoin ted
[B]The[Em]n get down like you
were [G]double [Asus4]join ted[A]
[D]Feel the flow
Dig the scene
Shake it like you're Mary [G]Magdalene
[C]Come and [Gm]get t[C]hat [Asus4]Sunday
morning fever
Make [D]your [Asus4]footsies fly

[Verse 8]
[Bb]
By popular demand,
Queen of Angels Church expands
To eight masses per Sunday
All fueled by the high- octane
[Cm]choir [Ab]direction
Of the fabulous Sister Mary Clarence
[Bb]Delo[Ab]ris![Gb]
What part of "hiding out"
don't [Db]you understand?
[Gb]This keeps going and crowds
keep growing
The word is gonna spread
[Bbm]Every mention just bring
[Fm]s more attention
And [Gb]you won't be so fabulous
[Faug]if you're dead

[Verse 9]
Now [Bb]put your hands[Bbsus4] in the air
And [Bbm]wave 'em all around in praye[Bbsus4]r
Let your funky beha[Bbm]vior
Show that you and the Sa[Bbsus4]vior
Got each other like Sonny [Bbm]and Cher

[Verse 10]
A [Eb]hip, hop
A hippity, a dippity
A ding- dong- dippity- dee
I'm a celibate Sister
But I'm hot as a blister
So hang on to your rosary
Now I may be a [Absus4]fossil
But my skills are colossal
And I [Ab]rock the mic just [Gb]like an [Ab]apostle
And I [Eb]don't stop 'till your doubts go pop
And I take you over the top

[Verse 11]
We got [Gm]Matt, Mark, Luke, and John
Those guys [Edim]are pros and
[C]they ain't no cons
So let's [Fm]party on til the break,
break of dawn
Like a [Bbsus4]sanc ti- funkadelic orgasma- tron
[Bb]Get the vibe

[Verse 12]
[Eb]
Make some noise
Do the bus stop with the [Ab]altar
[Db]boys[Dbsus4]
You can [Db]bet that [Bbsus4]Sunday
[Eb]morn[Bbsus4]ing fever
Is [Eb]the reason why
[Bbsus4][Bb]

[Verse 13]
Ah[Eb]h, beep beep
Dudes and chicks (beep beep)
Whip out your crucifix (toot toot)
And join the Sunday celebration
(uh- huh, join the [Ab]cel ebration)
[Absus4]Genuflect (toot toot)
Give God his due respect
[Gb](beep beep)
Then [Ab]put your [Ebsus4]back side i[Eb]n rotation
[Gm]Raise your hands [Csus4](uh- huh)
Get them [C]clapping [Fm](uh- huh)
And you'll [Ab]see that miracles can
hap[Bb]pen (aw, beep beep)
Sisters! Sis[Eb]ters, I bear

[Verse 14]
[Eb]
remarkable news
A miracle has happened
Bish[Bb]op Donahue read last
week's newspaper article
About our [Eb]choir!
No, no, no, wait, that is not the news, no
He called Archbish[Fm]op
[Bb]Mars[Fm]ukis
Who called [Cm]Cardinal [C]McCanna
Who has invited us to sing this week
Let me finish!
He has invited us to sing this week
For a special visitor
[Cm]A very special [C]visitor[F]
[C]From
[G]The Vatican!
[Gm]You mean the Po- Po- o[Gsus4]h
The Po- [Gm]Po- ho
[Gsus4]Calm down, Sist[Gm]er
You mean the [C]Pope?
[Cm]That's right, Sisters! Can you believe it?
[C]The [D]Pope [Dsus4]himself![Dm]
Praise [D]the

[Verse 15]
[G]Lord
Join the flock
Party til you make the [C]cloister rock
[Cm]Won't re[F]gret that [Dm]Sunday
[G]mor[Dsus4]ning fever
Kiss those sins [D]goodbye
[G]Fill the church
Pass the plate
[C]Everybody transubstantiate
[Cm]Come and get [F]that [Dsus4]Sunday
[G]morning [Dsus4]fever
Su[G]pernatural [Em]high[E]
[C]Mass [Am]appeal
Was never [G]so real
Can't you feel
[C]That Sunday fever
[D]Just imagine what the Pope

[Verse 16]
[D]
will make of them
Every sequined booty shake of them (Cool it down,
ya gotta promise me you will)
Let us [D]pray he isn't too censorial (Or you'll blow it,
[Dm]guarantee you will)
And that somehow [D]God's true glory'll rise
(And the odds that Shank will see you will rise)
Sunday [G]fever rise[Em][G][Em]
[G]Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Sunday

[Verse 17]
fever, rise!