Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Teavangelism?

The Ballad of Two Hangmen,

As I rode into Tombstone, on my horse his name was Mac,
I saw what I'll relate to You going on behind my back,
It seems the folks were up in arms,
A man now had to die,
For believing things that didn't fit the laws they set aside,

The man's name was "I'm a Freak", the best that I could see,
He was the executioner, a hangman just like me,
Some say say the judges loopholes would haunt him through his rope,
He'd hung the wrong man many times and now turned to HOPE,

He spoke to all the people from his scaffold in the square,
He told them of the things he'd found, but they didn't seem to Care,
He said the laws were obsolete, a change they should demand,
But the people turned and walked away, He couldn't understand,

The Marshal's name was "Uncle Sam," he said he'd right this wrong,
He'd make the hangman shut his mouth, if it took him all year long,
He finally arrested Freak, and then he sent for me,
To hang a fellow hangman from a fellow hangman's tree,

It didn't take them long to try him in their court of Law,
He guilty then of "Thinkin", a crime much worse than all,
They sentenced him to die, so his seed of thought can't spread,
And infect the little Children, That's what the NEW LAW said!

So the hangin day came round and he walked up to the noose,
I pulled the lever but before he fell I cut him loose,
They called it all conspiracy, and then I had to Die,
So to close our mouths and kill our minds, they hung US side by side,

And now we're two hangmen hangin' from a tree,
That don't bother me, at all.......
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