End of the World
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds, snakes, an aeroplanes,
Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world serves its
own needs, dummy serve your
own needs. Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no,
strength, Ladder start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire in
a fire, representing
seven games, a government for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in a
hurry with the
furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trumped,
tethered cropped. Look at that low playing! Fine,
then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common food, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right, right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight,
bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers. Slash and burn,
to yourself churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate.
incinerate. Light a votive, light a candle. Step down, step down. Watch your
heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
and I decline.
Chorus x 2
The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide. Mountains
sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly
boom! You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
Chorus x 2