Thursday, December 20, 2012

Wait ... Isn't it Already the 21st in New Zealand ...


Happy End of the World Eve, everybody! Should the Mayan calendar be correct, tomorrow morning we'll have continent shifting earthquakes, volcanoes blowing, and the great god Quetzalcoatl will come back to bring civilization to a close.

It's about fucking time.

That's great, it starts with an earthquake
Birds and snakes, an aeroplane, and Lenny Bruce is not afraid
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs
Feed it up a knock, speed, grunt, no, strength
The ladder starts to clatter with a fear of height, down, height
Wire in a fire, represent the seven games
In a government for hire and a combat site
Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the Furies breathing down your neck
Team by team, reporters baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped
Look at that low plane, fine, then
Uh-oh, overflow, population, common group
But it'll do, save yourself, serve yourself
World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed
Tell me with the Rapture and the reverent in the right, right
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light
Feeling pretty psyched

It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine

R.E.M. - It's the End of the World As We Know It