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Bill and Tammy Bakker were messengers of God and the Bank of America Tammy sprays on some makeup, pops some downers and says this must be heaven Jim is in the bedroom converting hookers on a mattress full of money Meanwhile another 1000 people make their beds with death and misery and starvation [Chorus:] They were here Here for today But they'll be guano Guano tomorrow Now it's Reverend Fallwell's church and he has the need for a little more money It will cost a lot to eliminate rock and stamp out the international threat of communism Mister Reagan and Gorbachev will let us fight like animals in a barnyard While they play the roles of the farmer the butches, the distributor, and the consumer The world is full of humanitarians killing each other for a piece of the human pie Where everybody is right and nobody is wrong and many are downtrodden These people call me a cretin 'cause i get a little spittle in their eye And they don't care much for us Dayglos sittin' around and toasting to the end of time We are here Here for today But we'll be guano Guano tomorrow Aus Songtexte Mania