birds and snakes, an aeroplane - Lenny Bruce is not afraid.

Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn -

world serves its own needs,

Don't misserve your own needs.

Feed it off an aux speak, grunt no, strength no.

Latter starts to clatter with fear fight, down height.

Wire in a fire, representing seven games in a government for hire and a combat site.

Left of west, was a coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.

Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered, cropped.

Look at that low playing! Fine then.

Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, 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.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in Foreign towers.

Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn.

Lock him in uniform and book burning, blood running.

Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.

Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.

Watch a heel crush, crush.

Uh oh, this means no fear - cavalier. Renegade and steer clear!

A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.

Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.

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.

(It's Time I had some time alone)

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.

(It's Time I had some time alone)

The other night I tripped the lights continental drift divide.

Mount St. Edelite. Leonard Bernstein.

Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Banks.

Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!

You symbiotic, patriotic, slam, book,neck, right? Right.

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...fine...well, if I get to your humidors and igloodor before the missles hit...I'll be fine...

Wherever we're from

We shoulda noticed by now

Our behavior is dumb

And if our chances

Expect to improve

It's gonna take a lot more

Than tryin' to remove

The other race

Or the other whatever

From the face of the planet altogether

They call it THE EARTH

Which is a dumb kinda name

But they named it right

'Cause we behave the same...

*We are dumb all over*

Dumb all over,

Yes we are

Dumb all over,

Near 'n far

Dumb all over,

Black 'n white

People, we is not wrapped tight

Nurds on the left

Nurds on the right

Religous fanatics

On the air every night

Sayin' the Bible

Tells the story

Makes the details

Sound real gory

'Bout what to do

If the geeks over there

Don't believe in the book

We got over here

You can't run a race

Without no feet

'N pretty soon

There won't be no street

For dummies to jog on

Or doggies to dog on

Religous fanatics

Can make it be all gone

(I mean it won't blow up

'N disappear

It'll just look ugly

For a thousand years...)

You can't run a country

By a book of religion

Not by a heap

Or a lump or a smidgeon

Of foolish rules

Of ancient date

Designed to make

You all feel great

While you fold, spindle

And mutilate

Those unbelievers

From a neighboring state

TO ARMS! TO ARMS!

Hooray! That's great

Two legs ain't bad

Unless there's a crate

They ship the parts

To mama in

For souvenirs: two ears *(Get Down!)*

Not his, not hers, *(but what the hey?)*

The Good Book says:

*("It gotta be that way!")*

But their book says:

*"REVENGE THE CRUSADES...

With whips 'n chains

'N hand grenades..."*

TWO ARMS? TWO ARMS?

Have another and another

Our God says:

*"There ain't no other!"*

Our God says

*"It's all okay!"*

Our God says

*"This is the way!"*

It says in the book:

*"Burn 'n destroy...*

*'N repent, 'n redeem*

*'N revenge, 'n deploy*

*'N rumble thee forth*

*To the land of the unbelieving scum on

the other side*

*'Cause they don't go for what's in the

book*

*'N that makes 'em BAD*

*So verily we must choppeth them up*

*And stompeth them down*

*Or rent a nice French bomb*

*To poof them out of existance

*While leaving their real estate just where

we need it*

*To use again*

*For temples in which to praise

OUR GOD*

*("Cause he can really take care of

business!")*

And when his humble TV servant

With humble white hair

And humble glasses

And a nice brown suit

And maybe a blond wife who takes

phone calls

Tells us our God says

It's okay to do this stuff

Then we gotta do it,

'Cause if we don't do it,

We ain't gwine up to *hebbin!*

(Depending on which book you're using

at the time...Can't use theirs... it don't work

...it's all lies...Gotta use mine...)

Ain't that right?

That's what they say

Every night...

Every day...

Hey, we can't really be dumb

If we're just following *God's Orders*

Hey, let's get serious...

God knows what he's doin'

He wrote this book here

An' the book says:

*He made us all to be just like Him,"

so...

If we're dumb...

Then God is dumb...

*(An' maybe even a little ugly on the side)*

Have a blessed day!