A Prophecy Fulfilled

I saw him on the evening news

the preacher with the controversial views

He said "tomorrow, my friends

the world is gonna end at a quarter past two"

He said it twice before I know

but he sounded really sure and so

maybe third time's the charm but if we're buying the farm

I wonder how it's gonna go

Will it be fires, floods, or meteors?

And will the pious few go suddenly weightless?

There's just half a day left

I wonder what's in store

Every major network tried to get the man to prophesize

It was his moment of glory, a front-page story

the whole world wide

'Cause when he threw his hands to the sky

he looked like such a righteous guy

Hey and this time he might just turn out to be right

so let's keep a watchful eye

But will it be earthquakes, plague, or nuclear war?

And if the pious few go suddenly weightless

will there be more room left?

I wish I knew for sure

A little past two o'clock the preacher led his faithful flock

up to the base of a rise where he could sermonize

on their fated lot

Alone he walked upon that hill

Clouds swirled, the air stood still

And when the lightning struck, he forgot to duck

It was a prophecy fulfilled!

And everybody said "we knew he was crazy, but

as we all know in this often unkind world