Missa L’Homme Arme

Notes on Listening to Missa L’Homme Arme, on You Tube


“Heaven starts at 3:47” – YouTube commenter

Wait until Heaven
It starts promptly at Three Forty Seven
That’s when things kind of drop away
And dawns dripping th’eternal Day,
As after rain and bread and pain
And of course, the human stain
Have done their worst to Sir Haubregon
Who is now to Heaven gone.

Everybody goes to Heaven,
The bread there to rise and leaven
There’s too much “pain” on Earth
Too much hunger drought and dearth.

We’re the battling bastards of Bataan
No Mom no Pop no Uncle Sam

And if God fails to see
If God is blind
Then Satan, get thee behind
Me: I will not worship less than me.
Came to believe that a power greater that ourselves, such busy elves,
Could restore us to sanity, and that’s precisely what happened.
I took my kid to a meeting and he farted around in the Palo Alto sun,
A son of a gun he was in the sun,
Every five minutes or so he would come to me
And pat my arm, and smile.

Edward G Nilges


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