When The Ship Runs Out Of Ocean...

…and the vessel runs aground,
LAND’s not a word we have to shout.

But there’s something beside the shoreline
Moving across the beachhead
Coming up from the shipwreck
Making as if to say . . .

Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men

(Women & Men) Bringing with them messages of love
And every where they go love will grow (love will grow)
(Women & Men) When you see the faces of the women
And the men, you too will know (you will know)

[This is great! We should have sing-along threads more often.]

Now, there’s nothing unexpected
'bout the water giving out.
Land’s where we know the boat is found.

Women & Men have crossed the ocean
They now begin to pour
Out from the boat and up the shore

wo by two they enter the jungle
And soon they number more
Three by three as well as four by four

Soon the stream of people gets wider
Then it becomes a river
River becomes an ocean
Carrying ships that bear

Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men
Women & Men

Pistol shots, gun shots
Pistol shots, gun shots
Bullets from a revolver, bullets from a gun
Bullets through the atmosphere, here they come

OH God this horrible curse has returned.

Mr Horrible? Mr. Horrible? Telephone call for Mr. Horrible!

But before he can talk to the ugliness men
There’s some horrible business left
For him to attend to

Something unpleasant has spilled on his brain
As he sponges it off they say

This Might Be closed, because if it’s not post-padding it’s playing with the copyright rules.