LYRICS
1,2… 3,4….
I don’t know if it adds up any more
1,2… 3,4….
Trading logic for blood and gore
My God! What’s in store?
Your God trade rich for poor?
5,6… 7,8….
I don’t know if it’s too late
5,6… 7,8….
Check my expiration date
My God! What’s in store?
Your God trade rich for poor?
7,8… 9,10….
Chances are can’t do it again
7,8… 9,10….
Hard to explain where we’ve been
My God! What’s in store?
Your God trade rich for poor?
1,2… 3,4….
Searching for people that care any more
5,6… 7,8….
Can you tell me if I’m too late
My God! What’s in store?
Your God trade rich for poor?
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Rock
Chords: E A D / G B7 E; 101 BPM and other
Recording: original take / live digital 1-track stereo
Instrumentation: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards
From the album Moved
Written between the corners of Market, High, Gay and Church Streets in Chester County, West Chester, PA — Gay Church