While My Rag Mop Gently Sweeps -- from CC

I look at the traffic of doubt from the Beatles
While my rag mop gently sweeps.
The vacancy where God should be stabs like needles
While my rag mop gently sweeps.

I don't know why they push agendas
And their vendettas of doom.
Life's sad enough without dreamers imagining
World with out heaven, such tragedies.

I mop up the gore caused by selfish drug users
While my rag mop gently sweeps.
The revelers, pro-choicers, lost child abusers
While my rag mop gently swee-ee-eeps.

This is from Eddie Eddings's word writing challenge.  In the video I include more of George Harrison's words.