The End

Our time is running short
The meteor is right on course
Everyone is making their signs
And preparing for the end of human life

(Oh can’t you see what’s happening to me)

So repent all your sins
But don’t die a virgin
Give it up before you die
But be sure to pick the right guy

He should be tall and hansom
Maybe playing and anthem
On his acoustic guitar
Bright like a shining star

I’ll treat you very nice
Make sure you come at least twice
Oh it’ll be fantastic
I’ll even ____ you on a mattress

As we run for higher ground
You can hear the awful sounds
People screaming from miles around

Brace for impact,
No looking back

This is the end
Good by my friend
This is the end
Will we transcend?

© 2008 Nick D. Clements