Ogr81 woke up to music playing off a static soaked alarm clock...

Some people like to fill the world with silly love songs
I look around me and I see that this is so...

Why was the alarm set?
Something he shouldn't forget?
Something he'ld regret?
Should he be upset?

So what's wrong with that...
I'ld like to know...
Cos here I go...
Again!!!!!!!!!
Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo-doo

He did what he did when he first opened his eyes everyday...said the lords prayer

Our father...who art in heaven...

Doo-doo doo-doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo

Hallowed be thy name

Oww!  Ogr811 head hurt.

Thy kingdom come...
Thy kingdom come...

"That's right!" he remembered.  He drank a few with that girl at the  party...she was an angel...

Doo-doo doo-doo...

Thy kingdom come...

They talked about ww3
...and comet ison...
polar shifts and continental drifts...
the struggle to be free...
the new moon risen...
Religious rifts and face lifts...
...and the conspiracy of NWO...
...New World Order...

...so what's wrong with that...

Thy kingdom come...

Ogr81 dropped his earthly recollections of the night before to finish the Lords prayer.  When done, he grappled under the bed for a bottle of internet ink...or I-ink as was the latest jargon.  His hand happened upon a bottle of beer, several socks, a playbook, another bottle of beer (or was it the same one?) which he cast aside until he felt the familiar plastic round bottle of the I-ink.  He yanked it out and stuck it in front of his squinting eyes...less then a quarter of a bottle left...hopefully it would be enough...

He almost lost the girls attention the night before by saying he hoped for a new world order.

"What!” she protested.  "You want to forced into a FEMA camp and killed!"

A new song started on the cheesy music box...

What would you do
If I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me...

"Lend me your ear," he began writing
And then your eyes
Your choice,
Your voice,
Your heart,
Your part,
Give it freely
And so will I

He had to justify to her, that he felt a new world order was not only a good thing, but inevidible.  Not a tiddle of Gods' law would change until His Word is complete...or something like that...

...and I'll try not to sing out of key...

When, in the Lords' prayer, someone says, "Thy kingdom come," they are praying for a new world order.

The difference being, a new world order under man...yeah, it could involve nasty crap like killing off populations with a lie, but under God, it's what has been happening since the dawn of mankind, without fail, every moment of every day, to everyone...irregardless of their religious slants, disposition or propensity to the opposite...it always has been and always will be His immutable law, that we should steadily become a brotherhood of man, or more accurately, a more tolerant humanity.

...What do you see when you turn out the lights...

"Sing me a song"...he continued to write to the world
It can't be wrong
Even if you don't feel the same
It won't take long
Before I can sing along
For no-one is to blame

I get by with a little help from my friends....

At least they had sorted it out by the end of the evening.  But what happened to her, he wondered...

I get high with a little help from my friends...

Ogr81 reached over to shut off the alarm...o...there she was...now he remembered...