The Doomsday Cult Blues

You see us down in the subway, or maybe out in the park Suburban house in your suburban street We don't go out after dark Because the sunlight is like his warm embrace The sign is coming some day He'll speak to us with the honey voice: 'take our hand child, follow the way' Brothers and sisters rejoice Sing with one voice Newspapers don't understand us, same with the 6 o'clock news Concerned citizens brand us They are ignoring the truth One day we'll fly through the air and reach the end of the universe Life is better over there, at the end of the universe Brothers and sisters rejoice Sing with one voice (But don't sing them doomsday cult blues) So take our hand now you're one with us Breathe deep and open your mind Be reborn, be filled with the light We're on the path up to the sky We're done with biding our time We know the end's almost here There'll be no hatred or loneliness, there'll be no boredom or fear. There will be no doomsday cult blues So come join the doomsday cult sonny! Join the circle now sister! Don't cry mother, mother don't cry - rejoice for our brothers and sisters!