Ha, ha, worldEveryday I used to write you a letterBut you never wrote backAnd you never made me feel any better Always sitting hereFretting and getting confusedHalfway desperateFor a headline of hope in the newsWhen the telephone rangI spilled it all over my sweater The call was for meAnd I answered the phone in the kitchenBut the room was too hotI forgot I was cooking my chickenI was burning like hellBut the stove wasn't onThen the voice on the lineSays the chicken is goneThe receiver goes dead and itHums while the plot starts to thicken Would I have hung up the phone had I knownThe whole room would start swayingI was instantly coldAnd I knew why my life wasn't payingI had money and fameBut my wealth wasn't wiseWhat good are the coins on a dead man's eyesAnd the ringing of chimes in my headSaid it's time to start praying I been sitting here prayingAnd laying up treasures in heavenI was home and the front door was lockedWhen the clock struck elevenI heard the bride outside yell millenniumThough the sun was still upThe twelfth hour has come The Bible saysWithout a vision the people perish
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