Here come the Huns
Here come the Goths
Gatherin’ at the gate
All a gatherin’

And here comes the flames
Oh here comes the flood
You’d better lock the doors
And board your windows too

Woooooo!

And here come the Senators
Here come the Congress men and women
Gathering’ at the gate
All are gatherin’

And here comes the gold
Here comes the silver statues too
Better melt them down
Melt them down

Wooooh!

And here comes my babe
Here comes my baby
Gatherin’ at the gate
All a gatherin’

And here comes Ceasar ALL HAIL CEASAR!
And he’s washing his hand in a pool full of our dreams!!

Woaw!

And we’re all whispering’ behind closed doors hoping’ for a sign from Jesus
And we’re all whispering’ behind closed doors hoping’ for a sign from Jesus