1000 More Fools

I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth
 Phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth
 I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes
 Inchoate beatitude to the lord of the flies
 So what does it mean
 When your mind starts to stray?
 Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way
 Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay
 A thousand more fools are being born
 Every fucking day!
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 They try to tell me that the lamb is on the way
 With microwave transmissions
 They bombard us every day
 The masses are obsequious
 Contented in their sleep
 The vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep
 So what does it mean
 When your mind starts to stray?
 Kaleidoscopic images of love on the way
 Brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay
 A thousand more fools are being born
 Every fucking day!