(Carly Simon/Jacob Brackman)
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Here come the priests, each one wailing and bemoaning
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Lordy, they got their heads bowed down
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Here come the madmen, they're too excited for atoning:
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"Burn the mosque," they're shouting, "Burn it down!"
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Save me a place, surround me with friendly faces
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All of us have gathered here to share the end -
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To watch the world go up in flames
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Please, Lord we're not ready
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Give us a day
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Give us an hour...
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Here come the kings, Let's dispense with their apologizing
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Just bring on the acrobats and clowns
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Here comes the rumble, Hang on for universal dying
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Please ignore the baying of the hounds
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Save me a place, surround me with deadly faces
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All of us have gathered here to share the end -
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To watch the world go up in flames
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Please, Lord we're not ready
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Give us some time to work things out...
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Please, Lord we're not ready
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Give us a day
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Give us an hour...
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Please, Lord we're not ready
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Give us some time to work things out...
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Please, Lord we're not ready
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Give us a day
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Give us an hour...
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Carly Simon |