The end is nigh, the beggar cried
Come give me all you have
For if you keep it., I shall die
And we touch God through love
The night will fall.God help us all
Give all excess away
The sirens scream as Satan calls
He’s been with us all day
Will we rise, as advertised
Don’t leave us in such doubt
Saatchi brothers will surprise
Give all the art they bought
Will Jesus come and with love stun
Or is it just a myth?
The baby’s parents on the run
So who needs Xmas gifts?
All’s awry . love might die
But will it rise again?
Angels golden paint the sky
And mortals sing. Amen
