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As we gray heads make our way A little closer to judgment day At the top we are making room Time is up for the baby boom. Large families, larger parties Lost morality in booming 60s Baby Boomers, the big red blob Retiring to graveyards out of a job. Boomers passing through the curtain Our destiny sealed sure and certain: For all trusting the risen Savior Retiring to continue in God's favor. For all rejecting the empty tomb Retiring actually lowers the boom. As time remains, while we can, Get right with God before we stand: To give an account for the legacy left Baby Boomers, lovers of self. |