What God Wants, part 3 |
Don't be afraid, it's only business
The alien prophet sighed
The
vulture and the magpie
Took the cash box from its hook
The monkey in the
corner wrote
The figures in his book
Crazed, the checkout lady's fingers
Flash across the till
The captain posts
The menu for the day
And in
banks across the world
Christian, Moslem, Hindu, Jew,
And people of
every
Race, creed, color, tint, or hue
Get down on their knees and
pray
The raccoon and the groundhog
Neatly make up bags of change
But
the monkey in the corner
Well he's slowly drifting out of range
Christ, it's freezing inside
The veteran cries
The hyenas break
cover
And stream through the meadow
And the fog rolls in
To his bottle
of gin
So he picks up a stone
That looks like a bone
And the bullets
fly
And the rivers run dry
And the fat girls sigh
And the network
anchor persons lie
And the soldier's alone
In the video zone
But the
monkey's not watching
He's slipped out to the kitchen
To pile the
dishes
And answer the phone
Wait 'til the sun shines Nellie
And the clouds are driftin' by
We shall
be happy Nellie
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