Judgement Day Blues
i'm slouching towards Bethlehem
riding on a ragged and rough beast
that someone left to die
of dehydration
by the side of the road
but not to worry
i fixed the critter up
with a couple of raspberry Dasanis
i had stashed in my rack pack
and before the sun melted
and turned the sky
into a Jackson Pollock
we were good to go
i think i'm high on the pot
i was Goodwill smoking
off some guy one stall over
in the Starbuck's john
a couple of days ago
or it could be i'm just dizzy
from the smell of oil wells
burning on the horizon
yeah, i know
huge brain bummer
and a real echo-disaster
not to mention
all the grannie four-wheelers that
could use that oil
over in Armerica
but what the hell
it's Judgement Day anyway
the end of the world
and all that
huh?
yep, me too
at first
i thought it was just a joke
but when the dead guys
in the burned out jeeps
started getting fiddly
like Captain Jack's pirates
and began swapping out batteries
from the toasted
Mercedes turn-over wrecks
into up-armoured Humvees
well, i figured
fork and spoon
this is going to get bad
real bad
and if it's a joke
well it's like
way more tragicosmic
than funny
don't ya think?
unless maybe you can hitch
a ride on the cool white cloud bank
that Jesus is driving around
here somewhere
like He's chauffeuring
a triple-x stretch white limo
as He cruises at a serious low altitude
and circles the world
once or twice
to pick up the strays
before heading off to paradise
OK
believe what you want
i'm telling you that
the Omega-3 king
swung by here for sure
maybe just 22 minutes ago
but i waved him on by
'cause hell
i'm not really into
hitching much anymore
and sure
he's a good looking dude
even without the beard
but i figured at the time
there might be more chicks
on the road
riding on a ragged and rough beast
that someone left to die
of dehydration
by the side of the road
but not to worry
i fixed the critter up
with a couple of raspberry Dasanis
i had stashed in my rack pack
and before the sun melted
and turned the sky
into a Jackson Pollock
we were good to go
i think i'm high on the pot
i was Goodwill smoking
off some guy one stall over
in the Starbuck's john
a couple of days ago
or it could be i'm just dizzy
from the smell of oil wells
burning on the horizon
yeah, i know
huge brain bummer
and a real echo-disaster
not to mention
all the grannie four-wheelers that
could use that oil
over in Armerica
but what the hell
it's Judgement Day anyway
the end of the world
and all that
huh?
yep, me too
at first
i thought it was just a joke
but when the dead guys
in the burned out jeeps
started getting fiddly
like Captain Jack's pirates
and began swapping out batteries
from the toasted
Mercedes turn-over wrecks
into up-armoured Humvees
well, i figured
fork and spoon
this is going to get bad
real bad
and if it's a joke
well it's like
way more tragicosmic
than funny
don't ya think?
unless maybe you can hitch
a ride on the cool white cloud bank
that Jesus is driving around
here somewhere
like He's chauffeuring
a triple-x stretch white limo
as He cruises at a serious low altitude
and circles the world
once or twice
to pick up the strays
before heading off to paradise
OK
believe what you want
i'm telling you that
the Omega-3 king
swung by here for sure
maybe just 22 minutes ago
but i waved him on by
'cause hell
i'm not really into
hitching much anymore
and sure
he's a good looking dude
even without the beard
but i figured at the time
there might be more chicks
on the road
