And the Wise Man says - Me too!
 And the Guru says - Wazoo!
 So do what you do!

 The priests stand in their pulpits
 The Pope sits on his throne
 The parishes are empty
 The choirboys on their own
 Until the Second Coming
 They're leaving us alone
 And God in his Heaven
 Has decided to keep mum
 Cause He's just another traveller
 On the Road to Kingdom Come.

 Pity Mr. President
 He can't do a thing
 He says everywhere he went
 We tried to make him sing
 Our lonely White House resident
 Says we should have made him King
 Maybe then he could have saved us
 From the truth we were hiding from
 But he was just another traveller
 On the Road to Kingdom Come.

 The General's in the game room
 But his Soldier won't salute
 Ever since he was promoted
 He can't pop his chute
 His shrink says he is paranoid
 'Bout communistic roots
 So unfurl the flag boys
 Start beating his drum
 Yes we've got to get another straggler
 On the Road to Kingdom Come.

 Wow! The lead Singers raucous
 As he screams out the truth
 Then the band hold a caucus
 And decides to sell their youth
 Our Manager will hawk us
 As along as we're uncouth
 We'll call it revolution
 But we'll crank out Bubble Gum
 Can't you see we're all just travellers
 On the Road to Kingdom Come.

 Grampa swung into the orgy
 It was his last hope
 He was dressed to the nines
 In deodorant and Scope
 He found him a woman
 She brought Vaseline and soap
 Well it started out exciting
 But it ended up ho hum
 She said - I thought that you could take me
 All the way to Kingdom Come.

 So Billy sells hot sermons
 And cold wars through the mails
 While Mr. Big is selling out
 His business never fails
 King Kennedy like Chaucer's
 Chasing Canterbury Tales
 And my brain is still a virgin
 Though the rest of me's well done
 And I know we're all just travellers
 On the Road to Kingdom Come
 When all is said and done
 Just another one