Ganesh Whose Trunk Wipes Away Trubba (Plays Dice in the Abyss of Infinity)
John the Revelator ate an alligator sandwich
He said "Lord I don't think... I don't think... I don't think I can stand this!
All the things I've believed are going up in smoke and it's madness,
And the man with the face of an elephant's laughing and he singing and he's dancing and he's singing and he's blowing on his
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Well then John took his book an hit the elephant man most grievous,
Screamed 'You're just a pot-smoking, goosestepping, phony post-modern materialist!'
He picks up the book, and he takes him down, picks up the book and he takes him down, ‘cos
John the Revelator’s around! John the Revelator is coming to town!
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Says Ganesh: Man, I've seen what you're doing these last two millenia
And you can take that there book away from right there in front of you
I've got something to say and this time the Word of God won't protect you
I'm a-blowing on my trunk regardless of consequences, inquisitions, television, threats from Pat Robertson, Romney or Hillary, Sir Ian of the Metropolitan Police, Pope Benedict, green parades, PTAs at each school in America and Europe and pressure groups round the world funded by businessmen, clergymen, actors and popstars, old boy institutions, assorted purveyors of world revolution on t-shirts or coffee mugs, beermats and posters, the big men on top getting rich on destruction and contracts for PR, security, oil, telephony, pipelines, goodwill and material evidence of progress for purpose for IAEA certification, condonation or something approximate, or anyone left still insisting that they are the only way from certain destruction
Well then John made a hogcall and out came the company presidents
And some good ol' boy rednecks and farmhands what didn't like elephants
Who proceeded to torture the elephant without any hesitance
Ganesh died in the dirt blowing tragically there on his
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