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Apocalypservice (Or Jakob Dylan's 115th Nightmare)

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Well I woke up Sunday morning it was three quarters till nine I went down to get the paper at the local five and dime And I almost dropped my coffee when I read the new headline Said today will be your last day cause tomorrow's the end of time Well I knew it must be true if it was in the New York Times Cause it's all the news that's fit to print Unless they change their minds Well I ran into the court yard screamin, "man what must be done!" I was told to join the army by an IHM nun Who was hanging with two celebrities who started to make fun They said if judgment day was based on looks you could really use some sun So I asked a pregnant mother with her oven full of buns She said in times of peace turn the other cheek and in times of war run Well I went to bug my congressman in Washington DC He was shaking his fist at the pacifist saying love is not free! See You're trying to save the whole world we're trying to save the country But that's mutually exclusive cried the dean of philosophy Who was arguing with the representative from Tennessee Who said, "you're all a bunch of losers!" I said, "Well that ain't very PC, now is it congressman?" So I walked up to the White House, rang the bell and bared the code When G-W-B answered I was feeling kinda bold I said George say it ain't so that rich folk got you in their hold He said, "Don you're such a bright boy don't believe everything you're told." I stand up for black and white and fight for crippled young and old Just especially if their money is invested in Texas gold Oil that is Well I was spiritually conflicted Didn't know who to pray to I was raised an Irish catholic By a non practicing Jew Who had studied with a Muslim That converted from Hindu-ism And preferred the Tae of piglet over the dao of Pooh So I said a rosary in Yiddish to my man Vishnu facing Mecca from trifecca drinking bud light 22