Do you think the end of the world is coming soon,
or are they all singing looney tunes?
The cults are preaching right and left, high and low,
to anyone that'll listen, all you need's a little dough.
Follow me, I have the answer,
Trust in me, I have a plan,
If I can't get you your salvation,
I'll refund your money, 'cause I'm the man.
Glory be to God in heaven, miracles still abound,
and if you become a member of our little group,
You'll be blessed by those on high,
The 'upper classmates' of our little troupe.
We fight for freedom and all it's liberty,
We strive for financial freedom too,
We shun those that will not conform,
We hope to God, that that's not you.
Sing out loud praises to the one above,
and furnish hymns with your strong pen,
Do it quickly as the time is coming close,
The end of the world is June the first,2,010.
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