Double Flee A

A moment of self-indulgence

A song only I know the melody to:

The day the world ended, everybody cheered.
There was lots of tea and coffee, and cigarettes and beer.
They packed them into church but the priest, he didn't know what to say,
but we laughed and drank and said we'll never meet again someday.
And no one got arrested, and everyone was there,
And the smell of someone's charcoal grill went drifting through the air.
The shopping malls were empty, the streets weren't full of cars.
No one bought the paper, and nothing looked bizarre.
While we were at it lifting glasses, never to toast again,
we said we might as well get credit for the things we might have been.
We might have seen that everyone got something to eat
when they were feeling hungry.
And we might have turned the rich out into the street
and buried them under their money.

It sounds great in here [Dale points to head].

posted by dale @ 1:30 AM