Paroles de Doomsday

As the scornful prophecy Is borne out by the present Everything verified, everything fits together Even the shitty fairy tale It served well — they listened And nodded to the beat And blew clear smoke at the ceiling Only the fairy tale is shitty And the ending is wrong The dragon slayed and ate them all Gotcha dummy, gotcha Gotcha dummy, gotcha The plane will come for us To kick the rubber sun around in the dark Hup-two, three, four Hup-two, three, four The spring was named by an axe The river was calmed by december The morning by a lonely shot The meadow awaited berries The sea awaited weather