Sunday Song: Pie In The Sky


Thanks to Bruce

You will eat, bye and bye
In that glorious land above the sky
Work and pray, live on hay
You’ll get pie in the sky when you die (that’s a lie)

Long-haired preachers come out every night
Try to tell you what’s wrong and what’s right
But when asked about something to eat
They will answer in voices so sweet

And the starvation army they play
And they sing and they clap and they pray
Till they get all your coin on the drum
Then they tell you when you’re on the bum

Holy rollers and jumpers come out
They holler, they jump, and they shout
Give your money to Jesus they say
He will cure all diseases today

If you fight hard for children and wife
Try to get something good in this life
You’re a sinner and bad man, they tell
When you die you will sure go to hell

Workingmen (folk) of all countries unite
Side by side we for freedom will fight
When the world and its wealth we have gained
To the grafters we’ll sing this refrain

Last Chorus:
You will eat, bye and bye
When you’ve learned how to cook and to fry
Chop some wood, twill do you good
And you’ll eat in the sweet bye and bye (that’s no lie)

One Comment

The mystery food that self-sanctfied purveyors tout, is always HOPE!
And when too many catch on to their LIES,
They switch the chorus line to FEAR:
Fear the foreign devil, fear the domestic witch, either will do just fine.
Knowledge and foresight is the purveyors only enemy,
So, raise college tuitions and propagandize all the airwaves:
Get them back to their normal diet of hope and lies,
Do it QUICK now – its important!