Today won't be like yesterday The bell tolls for an hour straight Screaming mothers chase their children down Fathers tear out their eyes As the city
who is wrong Whose side is God really on What are the alliances and treaties for As pretenders yet look to the sky All the trumpets will sound once
fowler (bass) Ruth underwood (percussion) Jeff simmons (rhythm guitar, vocals) Don preston (synthesizer) Bruce fowler (trombone) Walt fowler (trumpet
, not even room to kneel and pray Standing room only on the Judgment Day Last night I have an awful dream that the end of time had come The trumpet had
're doing I get those 1953 Dear John Honky Tonk Blues [ trumpet ] Gonna play this song for Rollin' John the Wild Side Of Life It's Rolly Polly a golden oldie for
their golden palace ! Yesterday's rebel became your minister, No more trouble, no more trouble, but nothing goes better ! Poor and needy became rich and greedy, No care for you, no care for
not even room to kneel and pray Standing room only on the Judgement Day Last night I have an awful dream that the end of time had come The trumpet had
my master and I'll be your fever The angels are singing, words written for you Trumpets are telling of your beauty and truth But you've been working it out for
There's a hell of a view Houses of Parliament and London Zoo Those politicians all chatter They trumpet and roar That must be what those hyenas all Are laughing for
the same Sometimes I wish that I could see But it was you instead of me At the eleventh hour At the eleventh hour The trumpets of yesterday are blowing For
is wrong, whose side is god really on. What are the alliances and treaties for as pretenders yet look to the sky. All the trumpets will sound once
for a dying hour This season is not the theme We only pray to cry our dream Upon this emptiness We pray for clouds that hug The thunder's trumpet roars
only not even room to kneel and pray Standing room only on the Judgement Day Last night I have an awful dream that the end of time had come The trumpet
