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A)

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

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

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

B)

Then god, the director, a rat.
another rabbit from his hat.
Sniffs the air and he says, ``well, that's --- I'm going.''
The actors milling helplessly --- the script is out to sea.
But what the hell, we didn't even an audition.
The lines you'll have to improvise. the are written in
The eyes of politicians who despise fathers.
And so the necessitates that all you boys participate
In fierce competition to eliminate other.

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

ladies get their bedding done
To win a bouncing son ---
But bad girls do it for the fun of being.
And me, I'm here to along,
And I'm not concerned the righting wrongs,
Just asking questions belong without an answer.
The God is laughing up his
As he pours himself cup of tea,
And he goodbye to you and me,
At for now.

C) no

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

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