You've been singing that same old song Far too long, far too long Say you'll buy me a shiny ring But your words don't mean a thing No more calling me
Ain't a whole lot going on Small town Friday night Revving up at a red light On your mark get set go Pass a mom and pop restraunt Same four trucks parked
Maybe - maybe a fool for trusting. Maybe - maybe a fool for following. The God of wisdom not of love. But I'm riding with the new church. I'm riding
[Father:] Hey Kids! [Kids:] Hey Dad! [Father:] What'da want to do today? [Kids:] We don't know. [Father:] Wanna go to the matinee? [Kids:] NO! [Father
Take me, unh huh Take me, unh huh, unh huh Take me, unh huh Take me, unh huh, unh huh Take me to the church of the KLF Take me to the church of the KLF
There's a place near to me, where I'm longing to be With my friends at the old country church There with mother we went and our Sundays we spent With
There's a church in the valley by the Wildwood No lovelier place in the dale No spot is so dear to my childhood As the little brown church in the vale
How I long once more to be with my friends At the old country church There's a place dear to me where I'm longing to be With my friends at the old country
Uh, this that Harlem music right here, this that Diddy Bop Get ready for the winter music right here, this what it is [Incomprehensible] You know me
Today is the first day of the rest Of our lives Tomorrow is too late to pretend Everything's alright now I'm not gettin' any younger as long As you don
On Sunday when the church bells start ringin' They're ringin' for you and for me Let's all gather 'round at the alter And pray that our souls may be free
There's a place dear to me where I'm longing to be With my friends at the old country church There with mother we went, and our Sundays were spent With
You go to your church and I'll go to mine But let's walk along together Our fathers built them side by side So let's walk along together The road
Man, have you ever really wondered Like why are we here? What the meanin' to all of this? Sometimes life can keep you down, with your face all in the
I'm late for church again Never seem to be on time I hear the bell as it peals through the holler Does it sound like a friend of mine A hundred eyes
Bye-bye shadowlands, the term is over And all the holidays have begun Now, she walks in fresh fields Her tracks are on the land She is everywhere and
There's a church in the valley by the wildwood No lovelier place in the dale; No spot is so dear to my childhood, As the little brown church in the vale