Like a Sunday in Salem

There was a lights-out television show There was an Amos 'n' Andy on the radio And a man on a hill runnin' round, don't you know Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" There were some people out in Hollywood The words they had spoken, it was well understood But three thousand miles and for everyone's good A man stood singing his song Dancin' around all the tombstones, he said "That a man, if he's livin', would rather be dead" And he opened the eyes to the typewriter's lead And he said, "Now it won't be too long." There was a lights-out television show There was an Amos 'n' Andy on the radio And a man on a hill runnin' round, don't you know Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" There was a lights-out television show There was an Amos 'n' Andy on the radio And a man on a hill runnin' round, don't you know Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" The people, they gathered from miles all around Like a Sunday in Salem, they all could be found And the lights all went out with a deafening sound As the church bells rang once again The curtains were drawn and the prophets had cried When somebody screamed that the joker had lied But the damage was done and the saints crucified And the truth will be lost till the end There was a lights-out television show There was an Amos 'n' Andy on the radio And a man on a hill runnin' round, don't you know Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" There was a lights-out television show There was an Amos 'n' Andy on the radio And a man on a hill runnin' round, don't you know Sayin' "Everybody here got to go" Sayin' "Everybody here got to go"