Raise the Last Glass

I think this Jesus sounds like a great man,
He’s humble and grateful and kind as he can.
That hatred and violence births hatred again.
I think this Jesus sounds like a great man.
But what if the rapture’s entirely manmade?
What if it’s coming and no-one gets saved?
At least three of the horsemen already in play.
What if the rapture’s entirely manmade?
Whose flag will unfurl? Who’ll bang the last girl?
Who’ll kick the best ass at the end of the world?
Who’ll watch the last dawn? Who’ll sing the last song?
Who’ll raise the last glass at the end of the world?
What if the trouble came straight to your door?
What if your table knew plenty no more?
With whom would you share and from whom would you hoard?
What if the trouble came straight to your door?
What if this planet is all that we get?
What if we ruin her and nothing comes next?
What would we remember what would we regret?
What if this planet is all that we get?
What would he think about who we’ve become?
Our slavery to power and money and guns?
And hatred of strangers passed father to son?
What would he think about who we’ve become?
I think if Jesus comes back he’d be shaking his head.
As we searched for the missing and count all our dead.
He’d say, «Dead you aren’t dead, didn’t you hear what I said?»
I think if Jesus comes back he’d be shaking his head.