Lyrics
The End is Coming, I fear
And the clock keeps tickin’ tickin’, and tickin’ tickin’, and tickin’ tickin’, and tickin’ tickin', and
tickin’ tickin’, and tickin’ tickin’, and tickin’ tickin’, and tickin’ tickin’, and...
Endless conflicts, Many will predict, so when it’s closing time, this world will wreck
One last call on Earth for us to intercept space age intellect and keep our planet intact
Predictions we don’t solicit, the truth is tro’blin’ aint it?,
the world ain’t gonna blow but games we play and it may yet
Cause what we put out, The world can do without.
But some think the world will Boom Boom Pow
Warm it till it burns down
Trash it till it’s trashed out
Hole grows to north, west, east, south.
It’s the Rapture, It’s the Rapture, The end I feel it
Get stupid.
Have a party, have a party, have a party
The end is coming (ha), The end is coming this year
The end is coming (ha), This time I mean it I swear
The end is coming (ha), but this time I’ve got no fear
The end is coming (ha), we’ll try it again next year
Yeah.
Save my soul, but blow all the tolls
Don’t be so rash, people just gain control
Don’t think ahead, there’s nothing to this
Remember 2000, It’s all just bull-ish
World Ending, World loses
Don’t get all rowdy The Mayans must think we’re foolish
Day by day, They did not predict this
Year by Year, we missed the translation
Race by Race, It’s no illusion
They did not say the end is near and that has been provin
It’s the Rapture, It’s the Rapture, The end I feel it
Get stupid.
Have a party, have a party, have a party
The end is coming (ha), The end is coming this year
The end is coming (ha), This time I mean it I swear
The end is coming (ha), but this time I’ve got no fear
The end is coming (ha), we’ll try it again next year
Yeah.
And the clock keeps
tickin’ tickin’, and tickin tickin', and tickin’ tickin’, and tickin’ tickin’ and...
C'mon y'all, Don’t be Cuckoo
wait Cuckoo (No Fear)
Lets get Cuckoo!
Don’t be Cuckoo! (This Year)
Lets get Cuckoo!
Ending Cuckoo! (Oh Dear) Wow, Wow, Wow!
blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. . .
Ill’s are real, I can feel
yes the world is changing fast, no speel (Trust)
Keep your mind this is the time,
You all save your world, Trust and lets be kind. (Trust)
Fill the streets and lets all party, We’ll dance in the streets Like David Bowie
Get dressy, Look all slick
but when Westboro comes with their silly lose lips (So)
Come on now, do not ingest it, they just ignant just reject it
It’s the Rapture, It’s the Rapture, The end I feel it
Get stupid.
Have a party, have a party, have a party
The end is coming (ha), The end is coming this year
The end is coming (ha), This time I mean it I swear
The end is coming (ha), but this time I’ve got no fear
The end is coming (ha), we’ll try it again next year
Yeah.
Don’t be Cuckoo
wait Cuckoo (No Fear)
Lets get Cuckoo!
Don’t be Cuckoo! (This Year)
Lets get Cuckoo!
Ending Cuckoo! (Oh Dear) Wow, Wow, Wow!
blah blah blah blah blah blah blah. . .
tickin’ tickin’ and tickin’ tickin’ and tickin’ tickin’ and tickin’ tickin
