The Man Comes Around

Intro: 

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And I heard, as it were the noise of thunder 
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One of the four beasts saying, - 'Come and see' 
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  And I saw - and behold - a white horse 

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There's a man goin' 'round takin' names 
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And he decides who to free and who to blame 
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Everybody won't be treated all the same 
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There'll be a golden ladder reachin' down 
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When the man comes around 

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The hairs on your arm will stand up 
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At the terror in each sip and in each sup 
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Will you partake of that last offerd cup 
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Or disappear into the potter's ground? 
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Whn the man comes around 


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Hear the trumpets, hear the pipers 
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One hundred million angels singin' 
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Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum 
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Voices callin', voices cryin' 
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Some are born and some are dyin' 
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It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come 
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And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree 
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The virgins are all trimming their wicks 
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Is the whirlwind is in the thorn tree 


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It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks 
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Till Armageddon, no shalam, no shalom 
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Then the father hen will call his chickens home 
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And the wise men will bow down before the throne 
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And at his feet, they'll cast their golden crowns 
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When the man comes around 

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Whoever is unjust, let him be unjust still 
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Whoever is righteous, let him be righteous still 
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Whoever is filthy, let him be filthy still 
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Listen to the words long written down 
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       When the man comes around 


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Ah, hear the trumpets, hear the pipers 
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One hundred million angels singin' 
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Multitudes are marchin' to the big kettledrum 
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Voices callin', voices cryin' 
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Some are born and some are dyin' 
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It's Alpha and Omega's kingdom come 
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And the whirlwind is in the thorn tree 
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The virgins are all trimming their wicks 
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Is the whirlwind is in the thorn tree 


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It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks 
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It's hard for thee to kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 
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Kick against the pricks 

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Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha 
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Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha 
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Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha 
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Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha 

Outro: 

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And I heard a voice in the midst of the four beasts 
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And I looked, and behold a pale horse: 
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And his name that sat on him was Death 
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And Hell followed with him