Church Folk Ain'T No Joke

Church Folk Church folk will hug you, love you And throw a knife in that new coiffure Church folk ain’t no joke. They will definitely talk about you when you are broke. Some of them are dancing on Friday, into Saturday night. Getting to church on Sunday in the daylight. Feet still stepping, pepping, body swaying to music of their time, breath still smelling like last night’s wine. Sunday evening playing horseshoes chugging down the home brews. Church folk ain’t no joke. They roll their eyes. while they tell you lies. Church folks shout, dance and stomp to the ghost. Seeing who can dance the most, and gossiping while eating that Sunday roast. Church folk ain’t no joke Polishing that door knob, at the same time coveting your job Twisting that knife While lusting after your life. Church folks ain’t no joke.