Our Time Is Coming
Where there's music and there's people
And they're young and alive
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one
Anymore
Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and I
Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their
Home, and I'm welcome no more
And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by yo
8 1/2 Minutes
Oh, launched all the world's nukes this morning
Hoping it would kick-start something
Some of them went off course and hit the moon instead
It was kinda pretty.
Hasn't been a whole lot of looting
On the other hand, oh, it's fucking freezing
Someone on TV said something about going underground…
Guess we better start digging.
What were you doing for those eight and a half minutes?
Was it mean, was it petty, or did you realize you were sorry
And that you love them?
I saw an astronomer break down on CNN
He said, “I'm a scientist, not your fucking clergyman!�
And no one's going nowhere ‘cause the cars are all frozen
They give the power plants ten days
What were you doing for those eight and a half minutes?
Was it mean, was it petty, or did you realize you were sorry
And that you love them?
But the sky is like a dome of black metal flake
And stars bleed together in phosphorescent lakes
And a dead black disk slides silently overhead
It's fucking beautiful is what it is.
What were you doing for those eight and a half minutes?
Was it mean, was it petty, or did you realize you were sorry
And that you love them?
When I die I'm going to heaven
Leave it to the cockroaches and the 7-11s
But it'd be nice to think we could get it right down here just once…