Joyful Noise Page #2
It's gonna feel real good
Gonna make a difference
Gonna make it right
Okay, this is why I shouldn't have let y'all
talk me into doing pop songs in church.
Don't you bring that Mariah/Christina
mess up in here.
I don't care about hearing you.
I want to hear God through you.
As I turn up the collar
This wind is blowing my mind
I see the kids in the street
With not enough to eat
Who am I to be blind
Pretending not to see their need?
A summer's disregard
And a one man's soul
They follow each other
On the wind, you know
'Cause they got nowhere to go
That's why I want you to know
I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I'm asking him to change his ways
And no message
Could've been any clearer
If you wanna make the world
A better place
Take at look at yourself
And then make a change
Oh
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na
Oh, yeah
I've been a victim of
A selfish kind of love
It's time that I realize
There are some with no home
Not a nickel to loan
Could it be, really me
Pretending that they're not alone
Somebody's broken heart
And a washed-out dream
A washed-out dream
They follow the pattern
Of the wind, you see
'Cause they got no place to be
That's why I'm starting with me
I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I'm asking him to change his ways
And no message
Could've been any clearer
If you wanna make the world
A better place
Take a look at yourself
And then make that
- Change
- I'm starting with the man in the mirror
Oh, yeah
I'm asking him to change his ways
- Change
- No message could've been any clearer
If you wanna make the world
A better place
Take a look at yourself
And then make the change
You gotta get it right
While you got the time
'Cause when you close your heart
Then you close your mind
Starting with the man in the mirror
Oh, yeah
- I'm asking him to change
- Yeah
Change
No message could've been any clearer
If you wanna make the world
A better place
Take a look at yourself
And make that change
Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na
- Yeah
- Oh, yeah
- Oh, oh
- Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-na, na-na
I'm gonna make a change
- For once in my life
- Ooh
Whoo! Are you kidding me?
Make some noise up in this b*tch.
Heh, uh...
Y'all remember my grandson, Randy.
Did you hear what that boy said?
And in a house of God.
Boy, the apple don't fall far
from the family tree.
- I thought it was funny.
- Oh, you did, huh?
You know, his mother
threw him out the house in New York.
That's why he's at G.G.'s house.
And what did G.G. do to that robe? Getting
it all fitted and taken in like that?
Like she's better than everybody else
just because she's rich.
That woman, I swear.
Did you see the way she looked at you?
Like Jesus left a will
putting her in charge.
I think you have to maintain a certain
speed or you actually go back in time.
And how much did she spend
on all that?
You stay away from that boy is all.
- Tsk.
- Don't suck your teeth at me.
He been trouble since he was 5 years old
and made you eat that goldfish.
Talking about that's where
the little crackers come from.
- Mama.
- Don't think he don't have...
...some new goldfish either.
People don't change,
especially in that family, okay?
And I saw the way
you were looking at Olivia Hill.
You date that little girl, Vi Rose
will just about lay square eggs.
Be worth it.
Hey, now, we're all going around
to the pastor's for lunch on Saturday.
So you behave.
Hey girl
Walter, Olivia.
You're gonna be late for school.
You're too shy shy
Hush hush, eye to eye
Too shy shy
Cover yourself.
Eye to eye
Too shy shy
Walter.
I was in my room listening
to "Too Shy" by Kajagoogoo.
One-hit wonders are unfairly maligned.
I'm fond of "Walk Away Rene"
by The Left Banke.
Walter, I swear your train of thought
makes all local stops.
Go ahead, eat your breakfast.
- Mail came.
- Give me mine.
Okay, take it easy.
The man writes every week.
You act like it's the Fourth of July.
Why don't he just text or e-mail
like everybody else?
Mm.
Bow your heads. Heavenly Father, thank you
for this food which we are about to receive.
Love letter?
From my father.
He's stationed at Fort Kail.
Oh, I thought he got out of the Army.
- He went back.
- Pssh.
Don't know why anybody
You grew up like you were
on fast-forward.
Like one of them stop-motion
movies of flowers.
Please.
And the way you sing. Oh!
I used to think church music was all corny,
and then you get up there and it's like:
- I never heard anything like that.
- Mm-hm.
Hey. You know I'm a musician too.
What do you say, huh?
We hit the road, start a band...
...make some babies
that look exactly like you.
Oh, you got a nice smile. Always di...
- Oh.
- Oh, my gosh, are you okay'?
I have to go.
I'm gonna be late for school.
- Wait, hey. Can I meet you after?
- I have choir practice.
Oh, I'm gonna get in that choir.
Right.
- You'll see.
Mm. That's nice.
That is a lovely hat, Vi Rose.
Thank you, Pastor.
I didn't expect anyone to notice.
Like your hair, G.G. You worried
you're not gonna be seen from space?
Could you pass the butter, please?
Feels downright strange
sitting here with y'all and not Bernie.
- He was our rock.
- Thank you, Pastor.
I keep looking out my window expecting
to see him out on that big old porch.
But, so far,
he hasn't made an appearance.
Times like these,
we feel his loss even more.
Amen.
So, Vi, how is Marcus keeping himself?
Just fine, thanks.
- Two years is an awful long time to be away.
- Crazy, you ask me.
I mean, who rejoins the Army
for a second time at age 35?
Someone who's out of work
and wants to feed his family.
All right, Olivia.
- And wants to serve his country.
- It's confusing, that's all.
- What you trying to say?
- Well, it's not just me.
The whole town's confused.
It's none of this town's business
about me and my husband.
Well, it is a small town, Vi.
And people do care.
And if you don't like that,
maybe you should move to New York.
My mama told me if people swept
in front of their own doors...
- ...this whole world would be clean.
- Hell, yeah.
- What?
- Ha-ha.
Apologize for your language,
young lady.
I'm sorry.
It was just surprising when he left.
That's all.
Yeah, to all of us.
There have been more
one-hit wonders in hip-hop...
...than in the entire 30 years of music
that preceded it.
All right, Walter.
My particular favorite is "Walk Away Rene"
by The Left Banke.
Just walk away, Rene
You won't see me...
When Walter gonna sing, ain't nothing
you can do but sit back and enjoy it.
The em...
He gets a little nervous around people.
I think it's time to say grace.
Dear Lord, we come before you...
Walter, Pastor trying to say grace.
Excuse me.
Walter, you okay?
You know, there's nothing to be nervous
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