This was a single, not ever part of any "Album", collection.
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Notes from when first listed:
Sound Checking in prep preFAWM 2019
This was a lyric scrap only, one never knows aye, - this is a 1 hr effort, recording, as I rework it demo - Audacity on Linux Mint
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lyrics
It's end times now
Second up ands coming, come…, and went
Even White male babies, all..., killed as they crowned
They got what they wanted
They got - it - in - full - measure
Especially no straight white male, all hung for your pleasure
Christ spoke of seven Churches , He named them all
So eat drink and be...ee aayyee…., merry
Get fat drunk with hate
Skew all that's good to...ohh…repro - bate
Two will lie dead..., dead in the street
While you exchange gifts of your do good deeds
You'll have your day..., ah..., yes in full pleasure
Christ spoke of seven-churches…, He named them, all
Lukewarm to cold, and none to be bold
A few did OK but not real...lyyy…mmm...great
He told them well..., all of their fate
He said when it comes it'll be way too late
I won't know you, not at my gate
Then we'll have ours, we'll have our due Treasure
Christ spoke of seven-churches…, He named them, all