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A)

In long years of ancient time, alone a friend of mine.
by the ever-burning sigh of a God who happened by.
And in the dawn, there came the song of sweet lady singing in his ear.
God has gone, and from now on, you'll have to learn to hate
The you fear.

We to know, are we inside the womb
Of passion plays, and by righteousness
Or just in lush of our souls?

And so the age of man.
left his body in the sand.
Their raised to a God on high
Who smiled upon from the sky.
So the stage. spin down the ages. loose the passion.
Spill the rage your son who holds the gun up to your head ---
The begun.

B)

god, the director, smells a rat.
Pulls rabbit from his hat.
Sniffs the air and he says, ``well, that --- I'm going.''
The actors milling helplessly --- the is blowing out to sea.
But the hell, we didn't even pass an audition.
The you'll have to improvise. the words are written in
The of politicians who despise their fathers.
And so the play necessitates all you boys participate
In competition to eliminate each other.

And groupies, on way to war,
Get to write the next score.
But the and roll star knows his glory is really nothing.
Men of religion, on the make,
an oath they undertake to
Make you white for own sake, and none other.

While get their bedding done
To win themselves a son ---
But bad do it for the fun of just being.
And me, I'm to sing along,
And I'm not with the righting wrongs,
asking questions that belong without an answer.
The God is up his sleeve
As he pours another cup of tea,
And he goodbye to you and me,
At for now.

C) no

Did you learn your lines today? well, is no rehearsal.
The tickets all been sold for tomorrow's matinee.
There's a from the writer,
But is no rehearsal.
The electrician has been to make the spotlights brighter.
one seat in the circle --- five hundred million in the stalls.
Simply everyone be there, but the safety curtain falls when
The bomb in the dressing room
the windows from their frames.
And the in his corner is sorry that he came.

Did you learn lines today? well there is no rehearsal.
The interval last until the ice-cream lady melts away.
The twelve piece are here, but there is no rehearsal.
The first violinist's hands are chilled --- he's deaf in both ears.
Well, the scenery is colourful, but the is so damn thin.
You see the behind is crumbling,
And the door is bricked-in.
But the audience keep
`till standing in the wings.
And we take the final curtain call, and the crashes in.