Lyrics

There's no convenient apocalypse Won't be no vaporizing cloud Now we're gonna have to soak in what we created, too bad! There's no simple armageddon No easy way out We can't just write it all off, throw up our hands and pout There ain't no convenient apocalypse Won't see no vaporizing cloud But as for madness and misery, just look around Don't count on an explosion Rapture fantasy We'll still have birds and trees, just a whole lot less of 'em Not getting off that easy, no planetary collision We'll still be living here under the glare of our betrayed children You see, there's no convenient apocalypse Won't be no vaporizing cloud Now we're gonna have to soak in what we created, too bad! Too bad! We're screwed Just not in a pleasant, easily resolved, no questions asked, nuclear global happy ending with a big bow on top
Writer(s): Bradley Fry, Matthew Kosloff, Sean Mcguinness, Randy Huth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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