Lyrics:
just don't make any sense
I'm getting so sick of this
I can hear the trumpets
Everybody’s gone crazy
It’s like I’m losing my mind, baby
Looks like
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
Thunder in the valley, could be the end of days
But before that trumpet blows, no one's gonna change
faithful
Oh joyful and triumphant
Gather around,
While I blow my own trumpet
Oh Pope he got the Nazis
To clean up their messes
He exchanged the gold
faithful
Oh joyful and triumphant
Gather around,
While I blow my own trumpet
Oh pope he got the nazis
To clean up their messes
He exchanged the gold
with long life I will satisfy you and you say amen
And we'll blow our trumpet
Are you ready here say
With long life I will satisfy you
Amen amen amen
comes
Riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun
At the trumpet call
So, lift your voice
It's the year of Jubilee
And out of Zion's hill
Salvation comes
[Verse]
Swaying to the beat with a smile upon your face
Feeling the rhythm
Let it take you to a happy place
Lost in the melodies
The trumpet takes
trumpets that carry through the canopy
[Chorus]
Lions roar
Tigers growl
Elephants trumpet
And monkeys howl
In the jungle
Where the wild things play
In a marching band or a salsa beat,
In the heart of music, the trumpet's heat.
A fanfare in victory or a mournful cry,
In the hands of the trumpeter,
Let’s walk to the shining star
Even if it seems so far
With timpani and trumpets singing with guitar
Let’s walk to the shining star
Three wise men
thinking I'm the boss,
Now they're jamming trumpets, ain't that a loss?
[Chorus]
Noisy neighbors, you won't bring me down,
Cut the power, but they played
go marching in
Oh, how I want to be there on that morning
When the Saints go marching in
When the trumpet sounds its call
When the trumpet sounds
Jae Love is on the side and never looking corny
Fellas blow the trumpets 'cause I'm feelin' kinda horny
Shanté's feeling horny
Shanté's feeling
Patiently waiting for your return
Dream of the day when you come back and take what's yours
The Earth begins to shake as the trumpets sound
trumpet there
So go there now with joy
Go then don't feel low
'Cause Chet Baker playing trumpet alone for you
Don't you worry that girl is gone
the chastening rod
Seek the way pilgrims trod, Christians awake
Jesus is coming soon, morning or night or noon
Many will meet their doom, trumpets will sound
All
like this but it wasn't, was it?
So ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Goes the trumpet inside my
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
Goes the trumpet inside my
a hole
That's the way they do it
That's the way they roll
They call it jazz, man
The bass pocket is point
They call it jazz, man
The trumpet's
the thunder
The trumpet sounds within my soul
I ain't got long to stay here
Steal away, steal away
Steal away to Jesus!
Steal away, steal away home
I
And when the sun begins to shine
Oh Lord, how I want to be in that number
When the sun begins to shine
Oh, when the trumpet sounds the call
Oh, when
The trumpet child will blow his horn
Will blast the sky till it?s reborn
With Gabriel?s power and Satchmo?s grace
He will surprise the human race
Recline and I'll sit still
Might as well turn up now
He gon' pop up unannounced to the trumpets
Do you like the way it sounds?
Saw the future of the bounce
a king
Now you can disagree or kiss the ring
Either way nigga's kneel to my feet
Don't be late and if you make it in
Time to hear the trumpets, i
Know you
the saints go marching in
Lord how I want to be in that number
When the saints go marching in
Oh, when the trumpet sounds its call
Oh, when the trumpet
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