Getting Raptured – Camille West – letras

Should auld acquaintance be forgotand never brought to mindshould auld acquaintance be forgothey everybody, it?s rapture timeI was staring at the clouds from a 747when I saw that there were thousandsgetting sucked up into heavenand I knew that Armageddon time was nighwhen the Captain said, »on your right there?s Mother Teresa floating by »Oh, I could here the passengers behind me start to cheerwhen he said, « looks like the whole non-smoking section?s disappeared.But don?t you fear, even though I?m outta hereyou?ve still got the navigatorHe?ll stay with the rest of you fornicators and atheists,insurance salesmen and bigamists,and certain televangelists and suchand by the way, thanks for flying with us »Well it?s one of those daysall of my friends are getting rapturedTaken away from their RV?s and their pick-up trucksby a heavenly Electrolux on super suckand I?m stuck here in sinners companyJimmy Swaggart, my mother-in-law and meDriving home from the airportthe highways were all clearexcept for cars with NRA bumper stickers on the rearI pulled into a burger jointGave my order to a sweet blonde who said, »Would you like some fries with that? »Zoop she was goneI finally made it homeI couldn?t take it anymorewhen I saw my friend the Jehovah?s Witnesswho preaches at my doorHe was rising higher and higher saying, »What do you think about that?Na na na na na…Thupt!and I heard…splat!Well it?s one of those daysall of my friends are getting rapturedTaken away from their RV?s and their pick-up trucksby a heavenly Electrolux on super suckand I?m stuck here in sinners companyMadonna, my mother-in-law and meNow?s the time to fear the mostArmageddon?s getting closeWhen you hear the Holy GhostWho you gonna call, Ghostbusters?I went to see a friend of mine,the one who drives a Fordwith the little sign on the window »Holy rolling with the Lord »well, she hadn?t yet been rapturedand it made her real upsetshe?d been counting on not paying her American ExpressShe sat poised like a debutantewaiting for a dateand when she finally did get raptured she cried »Jesus you?re late »Me, well I was stayingI said, « Hey what I do wrong? »when a voice from up above said, »You?re the schmuck who wrote this song »Well it?s one of those daysall of my friends are getting rapturedTaken away from their RV?s and their pick-up trucksby a heavenly Electrolux on super suckand I? mstuck here in sinners companyRush Limbaugh, my mother-in-law and meand you sitting thereyou missed the rapture tooHappy new year