Argent - Church Bells/Funeral Lyrics

Call me Imma slide
Tag along just for the ride
You better be on our side
Or you hear the church bells chime
Funeral, funeral
Count 'em up like numerals
Cooked up it's consumable
No tux but it's suitable
This ain't a game
Play with the thunder you getting the rain, yeah yeah
Going insane, I ain't no amateur know I've been trained, yeah, yeah
Try what they do to me, losing me, I'm only loosening my aim, yeah, yeah
Got 'bout a week left to live before the world bursts into flames, yeah, yeah
How could we get out without the people that I started with
Nobody gonna stop me
Gotta leave, that's it you wanna leave
Or maybe you could stay and feel the pain of The Apocalypse
Or maybe you could pray and never say that you're not gonna live
How can the world be so alone? (so alone)
The world's ending as we know it yeah
Call me Imma slide
Tag along just for the ride
You better be on our side
Or you hear the church bells chime
Funeral, funeral
Count 'em up like numerals
Cooked up it's consumable
No tux but it's suitable
Know my way up through this town
Got my head on straight, but the racks go round yeah
Few more nights we gotta spend
I dodge with the paper, I fight with the pen
And I stocked up again, and leave off at the end
But the middle is content I gotta extend
Maybe I'm talkin' 'bout this, yeah, yeah
Yeah the album is good, look for stuff that you missed
Cause there's lots of new meaning if you listen close
But transparent if you not listening like a ghost, yeah
Yeah, feel like a ghost
Feel like a ghost
Feel like a ghost
Feel like a ghost