Expecting Brainchild

"Bob, would you and Living Praise Choir lead us into 'Gos Be The Glory'?"
 It isn't quite ready
 It's almost 5: 30
 Scholars and flunkees
 Faggots and junkies
 Incinerator in a blood red sky
 Kill the head and the body will die
 I can't tell you that I'm happy
 But I can tell you that my clothes are snappy
 It's time time time time time time time time to draw the line
 Time time time time time time time time to draw the line
 Superman died tonight
 Ate a pound of Kryptonite
 Drank a quart of brotherly love
 Fell straight from the sky above
 And if there's a hell below
 Kenneth Ray ain't gonna go
 He lost his soul in the Korean War
 I lost my concentration when he opened the door
 It's time time time time time time time time to draw the line
 Time time time time time time time time to draw the line
 Time time time time time time time time to draw the line
 Time time time time time time time time to draw the line