Lyrics:
Church Organ

She says it's okay The rent just went on entertainment But who's gonna say It's just not my day She's got enough stuff to get real tough Well, she's

place where all assassins dwell Pur back on earth to destroy all workshipppers of peace Body bags and caskets may all good cease Together they form an organization

People on the street They want to find a god they'll never know Organized religeon pulls the blinds Then they pull the wool Now you can't see because

There is a blood red circle On the cold dark ground And the rain is falling down The church door's thrown open I can hear the organ's song But the congregation

gotta sell it by Otherwise it just expires and spoils And these folks jump out the pot When the water too hot 'Cuz the fire boils inside You go to church

ball The triple walls of fisher wants to miss the fall Offence, see the coffin Often I fell at the doorstop coughin' I heard the pipe organ (Cough)

is over and this the day we all go to church and give him pray Singing on a Sunday singing on a Sunday [ organ ] I miss a little church with a little

my labor in vain Is my singing, singing in vain I know I'm speaking in vain Is my playin this organ in vain, at the temple At the cathedral, at all these churches

into what you gotta get into Better get into it now, no slacking please United Nations ain't really united And the organization ain't really organized