There's a fire in the eastern perimeter 
There's an alligator in the stew 
And everybody who's going to heaven 
Would they kindly stand in this queue 

Because there's far too many 
And there's much too much 
When the news sinks in holding on to our skin 
I only want to give you a touch 

At the break of day I was breaking 
At the fall of night well I fell 
Like a fool I wept as the starbeams crept 
Illuminating this hell 

Don't ask me if I'm ready 
I'm standing with my ticket in hand 
When the boss comes back and he looks at this crack 
He sure ain't gonna understand