And maybe we'll be back, who can tell?
Leaving together but it's still farewell
Will it ever be the same again?
The final count, just days 'til the world could end
It's going down
11: 11 everyone get your wishes in
And hurry up, before the apocalypse begins
Could it be planet x? a massive solar flare?
Or maybe aliens waving lasers like "hold it there!"
2012, they're saying it's all over
Global warming, black hole, supernova
Place your bids, but face it, kids
With just days to live, I think I'm just gonna raid the fridge
Eat my feelings, I'm really not ready to die
Is a comet gonna come out of these heavenly skies?
Could we stop it? I didn't even make it to thirty
Would've been nice to be born a century early
No full life ahead of me
Presently so mentally unprepared
Don't know who's the enemy
Threading conspiracies like a kennedy
Just dreading these days
The final countdown to destiny
Europe has got the melody
The mayan calendar:
Lavishly lined diameter
Designs inside an annular
Band of your tide examiners
Handling higher calibers
Of measurements than calipers
The final time manager
Older than ryan's grandmother
Call me a janitor, I'm cleaning your clock
Amateurs can't coerce this traveler to leave when it's hot
I'm in the ruins here to give maya's agenda a whirl
Apparently december 21st's the end of the world
Pack your bags up, actually don't, we're all screwed
No matter what you do, the end is coming for you
Find your inner peace -
I only have one regret:
Cargo pants, man, what was up with those
And maybe we'll be back, who can tell?
Leaving together but it's still farewell
Will it ever be the same again?
The final count, just days 'til the world could end
