Reaper Sweepstakes - David Wilcox

All the horses out of the gate and right away

It’s bio-terror coming on with smallpox

Running third is mass murder and behind him

It’s airline crashing and random gunshot

I know the odds are with the fate I’m under

But now and then I can’t help but wonder

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It’s gonna be quick, it’s gonna be fast

A ball of flame, a quick flash

An atom bomb and I’m just a cinder

Or maybe everybody freezes all of a sudden

When the weather changes into global winter

'Cause what if Yellowstone Park exploded

So much that everything was covered over

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I could slip in the shower or get mad cow disease

I could stop and smell the flowers

And stung by a swarm of killer bees

I read the paper and the headline said

Only thirteen shopping days 'till Armageddon

I got duct tape hanging at my neck because

The terrorist attack could happen any second

This could be worldwide destruction

Or alien abduction

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I tried to move away to somewhere safe

So I flew to an island but the plane got hijacked

So I decided I would fortify my home but then

I open up a letter and it’s filled with anthrax

How on earth can we all avoid

Colliding with that asteroid

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I could live to a hundred and die peacefully

Of natural causes

Think how boring that would be

Out of the turn and down to the wire

It’s exploding tire, poison apple and falling boulder

Out around 'em, out of nowhere and looking strong

It’s the long shot growing older

I know the odds are with the fate I’m under

But now and then I can’t help but wonder

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