At the Back of the Chapel Songtext
von The Broken Family Band

I've been waiting
At the back of the chapel
I've been here so long I can't feel my fingers
Next time we meet, make it somewhere warm
And baby be on time

Last month, you said you felt you're changing
And since then I've been all choked up
And now you're keeping me waiting
I can't feel my fingers
at the back of the chapel

I say a little prayer and I hope you speed up
I hope you're on your way
I think about God and I think about money
And I hope you're on your way


I'm losing my feet to the chill from the stone
It's not just heat and the sun that can rise
At the back of the chapel
I can't feel my fingers and I've been here so long

I think you're unkind to keep a person waiting
Especially when they've invested love in you
And when you come you won't feel my fingers
Cos they get so cold

I say a little prayer and I hope you speed up
I hope you're on your way
I think about God and I think about money
And I hope you're on your way

I say a little prayer and I hope you speed up
I hope you're on your way (back of the chapel, back of the chapel)
I think about God and I think about money (back of the chapel, back of the chapel)
And I hope you're on your way

I think about God and I think about money
Money, money, money, money, money, money