Odds on Favorite Lyrics

To make a long, long story terse,
Be it blessing, be it curse.
The Lord designed the universe
With built in obsolescence.
Each twinkling little star and sun
Enjoys its own atomic run,
Exploding when its time is done
With cosmic incandescence.

Astronomers predict someday
Our own sun will blaze away;
They'll be a glorious display
Of sunburst helium masses.

Our little planet earth below
Will join the pyrotechnic show,
With blazing hydrogen aglow
And thermonuclear gasses.

Thank God this great combustion day
Is several billion years away.
So as philosophers all say
Why fret, why fume, why worry?
A jillion moons will wane and wax
Sit down, make out your income tax.
Enjoy your life, be calm, relax,
For God is in no hurry.

But, oh, my friends, I have a hunch
Mankind might beat God to the punch.

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Pete Seeger Lyrics

Headlines & Footnotes: A Collection of Topical Songs (1999)

Peg and Awl The Titanic Sinking of the Reuben James Listen Mr. Bilbo Hold the Line Passing Through Coal Creek March I Come and Stand at Every Door Times A-Getting Hard Little Boxes From Way Up Here The Battle of Maxton Field My Get Up and Go The Bells of Rhymney Waist Deep in the Big Muddy Guantanamera There Once Was a Woman Who Swallowed a Lie Wasn't That a Time Viva La Quice Brigada Wimoweh English Is Cuh-ray-zee Odds on Favorite A Little of This and That

Top Pete Seeger Lyrics

Guantanamera If I Had a Hammer Little Boxes The Bells of Rhymney This Land Is Your Land Waist Deep in the Big Muddy We Shall Overcome What Did You Learn in School Today? Where Have All the Flowers Gone Wimoweh (Mbube)