The doomsday Song

|_ _ _ | While walking along by the shoreline one day All down by Lake Erie where the dead fishes lay I spied a young maiden with a tear in her eye  A-breathing the smoke from a factory close by Waiting for doomsday to come  She offered her hand and I offered mine And we ran down the beach for a dip in the slime When a body came floating right up to my feet  Ah, one that the mob had done in Sunday week Which hadn't gone over the falls I called for the law, they said unto me "A witness you are and a witness is she We'll see you at the hearing for knowledge we thirst  That is if the mob doesn't get to you first" Waiting for doomsday to come  She fled through the trash and the bottles and cans She beckoned unto me so with her I ran I grabbed her and I held her at the end of the chase  Where a black iron pipe gushed industrial waste By a rusty old girder we kissed  Then she took me home to a candlelit room Right next to the freeway where the gasoline fumes Made me so misty that I asked for her hand And next came a letter from old Uncle Sam Waiting for doomsday to come The Canadian wilderness beckoned to me But I wound up in 'Frisco and put out to sea In boots manufactured by a capitalist square And my rifle was made by a rich millionaire Waiting for doomsday to come While marching along through the jungle one day I spied a young soldier on guard where he lay He said, "I been sleeping since the rise of the sun, When you came through the jungle did you see anyone Waiting for doomsday to come" He said with a grin, "It's been quite a year For old politicians and young privateers We crawl on our bellies, they lie on their backs Trying to think of what else they can tax" Waiting for doomsday to come I said, "That's so true, but somehow I feel That down in the darkness the reasons are real And I've got a notion that things will work out" "Get offa your keester," the captain did shout Waiting for doomsday to come "I don't know what's wrong with you kids of today You've too many questions and too much to say You smoke marijuana and it's my belief You'd rather make love than go out on a beef" Waiting for doomsday to come "You talk of the poor, you say they're hard done That rats are unhealthy, but I think they're fun They're brown and they're cuddly and make real good pets And when baby gets bitten she never forgets What a wonderful lesson to learn" "And if you should see a small man dressed in black Don't say 'Hello Charlie', just kill him that's that Don't try no karate it just will not pay They know bugger all 'bout that shit anyway" Waiting for doomsday to come "And if you wake up and you can't find your leg Don't worry 'bout nothing, your bills will be paid And the country will love you, they'll treat you like a king They'll give you a new one and it won't cost a thing" Waiting for doomsday to come While loading supplies on the delta one time For my comrades in action on hill forty-nine I heard two men talking 'bout business and such Oh, one said, "How many", the other, "How much" Waiting for doomsday to come I pointed my gun, my whistle I blew I called an official who said, "What's with you Why they just came to borrow a few odds and ends And what they can't sell they just give to their friends Waiting for doomsday to come So I got discharged and away I did roam Across the blue water to the old folks at home They hugged me and kissed me and fed me real nice With a cold TV dinner and chicken fried rice Waiting for doomsday to come Then I said goodbye to the ones I hold dear The time for a well earned vacation was near I just want to lie by the ocean somewhere So I got me a ticket and took to the air Waiting for doomsday to come While cruising along on a big DC eight We heard from our captain we'd be a bit late "I've a friend in my cockpit with a gun in my ear" So I spent my vacation in Cuba that year Waiting for doomsday to come When I got to New York I was feeling my prime While waiting my turn in the personel line Seeking employment for a veteran of war They said, "While you're waiting, would you please sweep the floor" Waiting for doomsday to come And when I returned to the candlelit room My love was expecting, her cheeks all in bloom "I've been to such parties since you've been away If my husband were home, well I'm sure he would say What a wonderful job you have done" While riding along on the subway that night With a hood on my left and a punk on my right They talked about money and they both looked at me So I gave them my wallet and we all agreed 'Twas the best thing that I could have done And so as I walk through the garbage today All down by Lake Erie where the dead fishes lay I'm young and I'm healthy and all will be well I'll make the grade if I can just stand the smell Waiting for doomsday to come