(So, what do you know of the doom awaiting this planet?
Oh well, as witnesses we believe that the end of the world is approaching and that only 144,000 people will be saved to reign
That is a very optimistic estimate
Well, uh when the time comes no weapon of this earth shall avail mankind
Correct!)
When all the trees are dead
And all your words have been said
What will you be left to do?
Stack that money in your grave fool
When all the oil's been spent
And our world has turned hellbent
Will we look to the skies for food?
Was all that money that you made so good?
There's blood on your check
With boots on our necks you're gonna get what you pay for
We're already dead, so why can't I get some rest
Well I'm so tired of losing hope
(What would you do if you were told you only had seven minutes to live?
Or maybe it's just a strange attraction we have for witnessing natural disasters.
Tidal waves, great fires, or this - asteroids falling to earth.
Whatever the reason is, all we can really do is wait, and watch, and pray)
And now your throne's been built
To watch the flowers wilt
Hope you enjoyed the show
Sit back, relax, and watch the credits roll
There's blood on your check
With boots on our necks you're gonna get what you pay for
We're already dead, so why can't I get some rest
Well I'm so tired of losing hope
You could never buy the power
To stop the clock at the eleventh hour
Locked up high in your ivory tower
The flames grow higher
There's blood on your check
With boots on our necks you're gonna get what you pay for
We're already dead, so why can't I get some rest
Well I'm so tired of losing hope
(I thought you were gonna turn Bluestar around, not upside down. You fucking used me. How much is enough, Gordon?
Last night I was reading Rudy the story of Whinnie the Pooh and the honey pot, you know what happened? Stuck his nose in the pot once too often, got stuck! Capitalism at its finest.)
