Closed on Sunday, youÂŽre my Chick-fil-A Closed on Sunday, you my Chick-fil-A Hold the selfies, put theâ ÂŽGramâ away Get your family,â yÂŽall hold hands and pray When youâ got daughters, always keep ÂŽem safe
Watch out for vipers, donÂŽt let them indoctrinate Closed on Sunday, you my Chick-fil-A YouÂŽre my number one, with the lemonade Raise our sons, train them in the faith Through temptations, make sure theyÂŽre wide awake Follow Jesus, listen and obey No more livinÂŽ for the culture, we nobodyÂŽs slave
Stand up for my home Even if I take this walk alone I bow down to the King upon the throne My life is His, IÂŽm no longer my own I pray to God that HeÂŽll strengthen my hand They will think twice steppinÂŽ onto my land I draw the line, itÂŽs written in the sand Try me and you will see that I ainÂŽt playinÂŽ Now, back up off my family, move your hands I got my weapons in the spiritÂŽs land
I, Jezebel donÂŽt even stand a chance Jezebel donÂŽt even stand a chance