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!