Letra de The End

Oh, the end will not be glamourous or exciting. There will be no Mad Max or Omega Man... a meagre man... just a boring wait, as the poisons saturate our state. From head to toe, the fish DNA will go. Oh the end will not be... That toxic residue, as a gift from me to you. Microwave emissions, that will leave us all dribbling. Oh, the end will not be... But our brains will curdle and our muscles putrify. It's not an aesthetically pleasing way to die. Oh, the end will not be... As out homes sink into the universal stink. My message will be forgotten as our bones hit the bottom. Oh, the end will not be... A fitting but smelly grave and a home for all the brave T.V. drones and their cellular phones. Oh, the end will not be glamourous or exciting. It will bare no resemblance to the product advertised. No batteries included, pay double if you're still deluded. For this is my friend... this is the end...