Banquet at the World's End Lyrics

The beautiful people
All send their excuses
(real estate and sex lives,
Livestock and ex-wives)

But the poor are coming
The lame are running
In their sleazy clothes &
Orthopedic shoes
There's a harelip spokesman

Shouting out the news

"Come to Banquet at the World's End"

There's a string ensemble
And the King's court jester
Telling parables and big jokes
To mongoloids and old folks

The blind are seeing
The dead are breathing
And the mummies dance in
Geriatric style
The amputees are
Rolling down the aisles

"Come to the Banquet of the World's End"

Candlelight and party hats
Duck and pheasant under glass
Aluminum walkers, thin white canes
Cavlar and pink champagne
The bride and the groom waltz on
Club-foot lane at the Banquet at the World's End
The Banquet at the World's End
The Banquet at the World's End

Say the beautiful people (the poor are coming)
"we'll live with the light out ( the lame are running)
Leave us alone now, because (the blind are seeing)
Hell feels like home now (the dead are breathing)

Meanwhile..

The poor are coming
The lame are running
In their sleazy clothes &
Orthopedic shoes
There's a harelip spokesman
Shouting out the news

"come to the Banquet at the World's End" (3X)