Lord, let’s send down some angels
And they better have guns
Cause everybody’s crazy down here
On everybody’s drugs
Casinos, floor glows, stock shows
Where white trash goes to die
Hos push carts
Crackhead squirrels, and birds too drunk to fly
Keep dancing, it’s the end of the world
She said “Oh baby do the end of the world”
C’mon baby it’s the end of the world
She says “Smile! Do the end of the world!”
Keep dancing to the end of the world
She said “Oh baby it’s the end of the world”
C’mon baby it’s the end of the world
She says “Smile! It’s the end of the world!”
And they send down some astronauts
To study our bones
Through the miles of garbage
Beneath all the junk that we own
Carbon dating beer cans, condoms, and twinky wrappers
We was something beautiful baby
What the hell happened
Keep dancing, it’s the end of the world
She said “Oh baby do the end of the world”
C’mon baby it’s the end of the world
She says “Smile! Do the end of the world!”
If you were worried that they’d skin you too
For new tennis shoes
Or a couch that fits the motif of the living room
And doesn’t clash with your business suit
I wanna be in a museum,
Stuffed and in a realistic position like I’m huntin
Callin someone or buyin somethin
Way too busy to look up and see what was comin
Keep dancing, it’s the end of the world
She said “Oh baby do the end of the world”
C’mon baby it’s the end of the world
She says “Smile! Do the end of the world!”
I want my bones kept next to someone of cultural significance
Like Fonzi or William Shatner
Yeah, somebody famous like Gilbert Godfrey or the dog from Frasier
That caveman they found?
He was a punk, I knew him in High School
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written by JEREMY PAGE, CHRISTIAN OPPEL
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