Expecting Brainchild

"Bob, would you and Living Praise Choir lead us in "To God Be the Glory'?"

It isn't quite ready, it's almost 5:30

Scholars and flunkies, 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

It's 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 I opened the door

And it's time, time, time, time, time

Time, time, time, to draw the line

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

It's time, time, time, time, time

Time, time, time, to draw the line