The Great Doomsday Story - Jim Kroft

I just want to tell the great doomsday story of our generation,

Though no one wants to listen, no one wants to see it

I know that there is something happening here…

I never heard my Daddy say son I believe in you whatever you do

I never made a penny from any song I´ve written but I always feel like singing

to you

So i ask, where have all the good people gone —

Or is this just a doomsday story?

I like to see the Buddha speaking with Elijah, man I´d write those tongues of

fire right down

I’d like to see Nietzsche grabbing that whipped horse, I´d say stick the course

In cafe´s of Paris, drinking red wine beauty, Rimbaud and me deranging our

senses

In Russia with the Wolves on a mad dash from prison, Dostoyevsky me and freedom…

So I ask — where have all the good people gone,

Or is this just a doomday story…