The internet told me this would be the end of days;
So I should say my last goodbyes and probably give all my shit away,
But as I watched the fireworks' explode in purple flames,
I breathed in the morning of another year of everyday's;
I heard a preacher man claiming that the raptures coming;
He blamed it on the gays and democrats and probably someone else -
I didn't really pay it mind, I've learned from life that;
I would fall for anything if I refuse to stand for something
New age hippies claim this is a crystal age;
And we'll all resonate away, evolve onto a higher plane -
I think they might have missed a couple of bits on evolution -
But that's alright at least we both agree that there's a future -
But I'll admit I kind of see some things the same;
When I close my eyes, and look away -
And bury my head in the sand and wait -
- For better days - they're on their way -
Maybe tomorrow, when the sun comes out and melts my flesh away,
Maybe tomorrow, when the toxic clouds just take our breath away
And it'll be alright when the dark sets in and the screams all fade away,
Maybe tomorrow; there'll be no one to save
I've got a bit of a penchant, for Mr. Nostradamus -
I'd rather read the stars than read a fucking vampire drama,
And reincarnation - don't even get me started,
Hell in another life I might have been the Dalai Lama,
But I don't trust computers, like I don't trust their users -
They're gonna take control, we've all seen the movies -
But I can't see how that'd change a thing for you and me,
Cause half of the kids that I know, uh, already worship Google,
The other half will spend their final days on Facebook,
Making events about the end that no one came to,
But you can catch me on my soapbox,
Telling them that it won't stop, until we flick the switch and turn this globe off,
It makes it easier I've found,
To shout the sky is falling down,
Until there's nothing left to say
And close my eyes, and drift away -
Maybe tomorrow, when the sun comes out and melts my flesh away,
Maybe tomorrow, when the toxic clouds just take our breath away
And it'll be alright when the dark sets in and the screams all fade away,
Maybe tomorrow there'll be no one to save;
Don't you know, there's not too long to go;
I've met a man who knows - he said the world will end on, (someday, someday)
Don't you know, there's not too long to go;
I've met a girl who knows - she said the world will end on, (someday, someday)
Maybe tomorrow, when the sun comes out and melts my flesh away,
Maybe tomorrow, when the toxic clouds just take our breath away
And it'll be alright when the dark sets in and the screams all fade away,
Maybe tomorrow there'll be no one to save; |