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• Artiste: Barbara Dickson
• Titre: Judgement Day
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'Half a minute' was the cry As they looked towards the sky It was blazing in the middle of the day But the ball of fire they saw Was God giving them what for And the whole place trembled lest there be a war It was Thursday afternoon When the holocaust resumed There were buildings whose foundations weren't sound But the roars which filtered down Were a devastating sound 'Twas God informing them he was around CHORUS : Keep your eyes on the ground In your own suburban town For you never can tell when it'll be here The beginning of the end Can be either now or when He decides that He's had too much to bear The final episode Was a crack across the road Which consumed a hundred sinners in one bout So thereby hangs a tale, that existence is so frail It can be gathered in, by Him who hands it out CHORUS