Smoke Blow Black Church Of America
every minute when i hear you calling
you hide from my eyes
and you know that kinda feeling
that dream might be in sight
we put our hands together
you cold have seen better days
death will take you soon by the hand
they're calling
they're calling
they're calling for your soul
you've got to lose yourself
they're calling
they're calling
they're calling for your heart
and you're thrown in
black church of america
black church of america
who are,
who are,
who are you now?
who are,
who are you now?
