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