BLACK CHURCH
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You gotta come on up to the houseCome on up to the houseThe world is not my homeI'm just a'passing throughYou got to come on up to the house
Come one fine Sunday morning crystal clear
You'll be looking for someone to come sing you some church
But that day is clearly in the other direction
And you always pray that that Sunday is a long ways away
The road ahead is so foggy it's hard to even see the dark
Right now you can't see shit-- not a goddamn thing
Not even the time on that alarm clock you stole from a motel
Your windows are as dirty as the women and the drinks
And the water that a riverboat casino is parked on
In the parking lot of a horse track on a Saturday night in Hell
And the money in your wallet was twice as hot
But tonight you can see plain as day
That dirty windows, a dirty phone number
and a Hallelujah waiting for an Amen to show up
Brother is damn near just about all you got
If having fun is hard work,
And if all you're doin' is having a little fun
When they tell you it's time to clock out
Then quittin' time is the end of all the fun
So strip down to nothing but your time card,
throw your clothes one direction
and in the other direction
Run
You gotta come on up to the house
You gotta come on up to the houseThe world is not my home, I'm just a'passing throughYou gotta come on up to the house
This has nothing to do with anything.
Assorted veneer colors
8.5" x 31.9" 14.25" WB8.75" x 32.3" 14.25" WB