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copyright © LOUIE FLECK 2/29/96 |
If you want a place on top of the mountain
I'm takin' reservations for the promised land
This invitation is a once in a lifetime
C'mon, little girl, you can take my hand...
Step on up if you want salvation
Sign right here and you will see grace
Walk on by and burn forever
A soul is a terrible thing to misplace...
You see no future? No need
to be glum
Stick with me honey child, My time will come.
My time will come.
You may have heard those who say that I'm evil
Well, evil is a lurking, but, you know it ain't me
Try to fit a newsman through the eye of a needle
Only my children deserve to be free...
I'll play the penny whistle, you
bang the drum
Be ever vigilant, my time will come.
My time will come.
Oh, the sheep will lead and the wolves gotta follow
Give me a little credit for what I have begun
It's a bitter pill they can not bear to swallow
Prepare ye the way, our job here is done...
They call them hostages, I say disciples
No need to be concerned about who will survive
Only my children will enter the kingdom
While the flames take the flesh the soul comes alive
Take stock of my progress, I've
done better than some
Mark my words, and be certain, my time will come.
My time will come.