On the Road to Kingdom Come

The Smoke Witch says, "Wahoo!"

And the Wise Man says, "Me too!"

And the Guru says, "Wazoo!"

So do what you do!

The priests stand in their pulpits

The Pope sits on his throne

The parishes are empty

And the choirboys on their own

Until the second coming

Yes, they're leaving us alone

And God in His heaven

Has decided to keep mum

'Cause He's just another traveler

On the Road to Kingdom Come

And all is said and done

He's just another one

Pity Mr. President

He can't do a thing

He says everywhere he went

We tried to make him sing

Our lonely White House resident

Says we should have made him King

Maybe then he could have saved us

From the truth we were hiding from

But he is just another traveler

On the Road to Kingdom Come

And all is said and done

He was just another one

The General's in his game room

But his Soldier won't salute

Ever since he was promoted

He can't pop his chute

His shrink says he is paranoid

'Bout communistic roots

So unfurl the flag boys

Start beating his drum

Yes we've got to get another straggler

On the Road to Kingdom Come

And all is said and done

He was just another one

He's another one

And the Smoke Witch says, "Wahoo!"

And the Wise Man says, "Me too!"

And the Guru says, "Wazoo!"

So do what you do!

Wow! The lead singers raucous

As he screams out the truth

Then the band hold a caucus

And decides to sell their youth

Our Manager he'll hawk us

As along as we're uncouth

And we'll call it revolution

But we'll crank out Bubble Gum

'Cause there's the margin doom for travelers

On the Road to Kingdom Come

And all is said and done

He's just another one

Grampa swung into the orgy

It was his last hope

He was dressed to the nines

In deodorant and scope

And they found him a woman

She brought vaseline and soap

Well it started out exciting

But it ended up ho hum

She said, "I thought that you could take me

All the way to Kingdom Come"

When all is said and done

He's just another one grampa

So Billy sells hot sermons

And cold wars through the mails

While Mr. Big is selling out

His business never fails

And King Kennedy like Chaucer's

Chasing Canterbury Tales

And though my brain is still a virgin

The rest of me is well done

Don't you know we're all just travelers

On the Road to Kingdom Come

And just a, just a, just another one

When all is said and done

Yeah just another one

And the Smoke Witch says, "Wahoo!"

And the Wise Man says, "Me too!"

And the Guru says, "Wazoo!"

So do what you do!

Do what you do!

Do what you do!

Do what you do!

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