Here come the priests, each one wailing and bemoaning   Lordy, they got their heads bowed down   Here come the madmen, they're too excited for atoning:   "Burn the mosque," they're shouting, "Burn it down!"      Save me a place, surrounded with friendly faces   All of us have gathered here to share the end   To watch the world go up in flames      Please, Lord we're not ready   Give us a day   Give us an hour      Here come the kings, let's dispense with their apologizing   Just bring on the acrobats and clowns   Here comes the rumble, hang on for universal dying   Please ignore the baying of the hounds      Save me a place, surrounded with friendly faces   All of us have gathered here to share the end   To watch the world go up in flames      Please, Lord we're not ready   Give us some time to work things out   Please, Lord we're not ready   Give us a day   Give us an hour   Please, Lord we're not ready   Give us some time to work things out   Please, Lord we're not ready   Give us a day   Give us an hour