Dec. 15, 2012
It's Not the End of the World, My Friends
It's not the end of the world, my friends,
C'est pas la fin du monde.
The scissors won't cut,
Or the smart phone's too slow,
It's not the end of the world.
The pavement is cracked,
The gate is loose on its hinges,
The roof is aslant,
The bath tub is spilling,
It's not the end of the world.
It's not the end of the world, my friends,
C'est pas la fin du monde.
The skies have gone red,
The moon is in shadow,
It's not the end of the world.
The cigarette smoke is blinding,
And ashes litter the roads.
The Earth has grown old
Her gears are a'grinding,
It's not the end of the world.
It's not the end of the world, my friends,
C'est pas la fin du monde.
His hair is too big,
Her clothing is wild!
It's not the end of the world.
The dead walk among us,
The night creatures howl!
That boy,
Or that girl,
Or that thing gives a scowl!
The music's too loud,
Drugs set the room spinning,
In world politics
All the losers are winning!
The air is polluted,
The stars fade from sight,
All experts agree
On our planetary plight,
But it's not the end of the world, my friends,
It's not the end of the world.
But the world may end tomorrow,
So let's be alive tonight!
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