Glocca Morra Doomsday Patrol Lyrics

This is not a home for love! All my friends, in a sad
way, have a sentimental heart to share together.
Everybody in our congregation gets a piece of the pie.
You are welcome, man! You are like one of us slobs, but
better! You've got style and concrete notion to achieve
the things you want in life. I just had to break my hand
on glass. And now I wonder: what man creates an ocean
just to swallow his pride? You've got it coming. For
this, you are appointed to doomsday patrol. You sweat just like the rest of us. If you're one of us now, then
have a cold one. You've got to give some things up - like
your hopes. And if you're going home with the one you
love, more power to you. All the cast and crew was spent.
By the end of the day, they'd lost all intent to somehow
create some new sentiment. Now they read from the
prompter - and it reads: You sweat. Just like the rest of
us.