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ITS THE END OF THE WORLD R.E.M
[G]That's great it starts with an e[C]arthquake
Birds and snakes and aero[G]planes
Lenny Bruce is not afr[C]aid
E[G]ye of a hurricane listen to yourself churn
W[C]orld serves its own needs dummy serve your own needs
S[G]peed it up a notch speed grunt nose street burn
The l[C]adder starts to clatter with dinner fight down height
W[Bb]ire in a fire room represent the southern gangs
In a gove[A]rnment for hire and a combat site
Lefty wasn't coming in a hurry
With the furies breathing down your neck
Team by team reporters grapple trunk tethered crop
Look at that low plane fine then
Uh oh overflow population cornered
But it'll do save yourself serve yourself
World serves its own needs listen to your heartbeat
Tell me that the reds are in the reverend in the right right?
You patriotic patriotic slam fight right might feeling pretty psyched
It's the e[G]nd of the wor[D]ld as we kn[Am]ow it
It's the e[G]nd of the wor[D]ld as we kn[Am]ow it
It's the e[G]nd of the wor[D]ld as we kn[Am]ow it and I feel fin[C]e[C/B]
Six o'clock TV hour don't get caught foreign tower
Slice and burn return listen to yourself churn lock him in uniform
And book-burning blood-letting every motive escalate
Automotive incinerate light a candle light a motive
Step down step down watching heel crush crush
Uh oh this means no fear cavalier renegade 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 time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it
(It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
I[G] feel f[C]ine I[G] feel f[C]ine[G] [F]
The other night I drifted nice continental trip to find
Mount Saint Edelite Leonard Bernstein
Leonid Brezhnev Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs
Birthday party cheesecake jellybeans boom
You symbiotic patriotic slam foot neck right right
I sat in front of speakers for seven hours one night pressing rewind over
and over in order to be able to sing this song word for word. Last week,
my friend sends me a copy of the exact same lyrics that it took him seven
seconds to download. Oh well... either way, here are th correct lyrics
to "Its The End of the World As We Know it (and I Feel Fine."
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, 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 up a
knock,
speed, grunt no, strength no. Ladder structure clatter with fear--fight
down hype. Wire in a fire, representatives engage in a government for
hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies
breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered
crop. Look at that low plane! Fine then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common group, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its
own needs, listen to your heart bleed. Tell me is the rapture in the
reverent and 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.
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 tower. Slash and burn,
return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,
blood letting. 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. Renegades steer clear! A tournament,
a tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me
alternatives
and I decline.
(Note: A tournament of lies is one interpretation... another common one is
'I'll turn 'em in, I'll turn 'em in, I'll turn 'em in in a flash.')
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.
The other night I dreamt, a nice continental drift divide. Mount St.
Edelite. Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Breshnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic,
slam, but 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...
knowing these words makes the world go around and eventually blow up...
this is not a happy bouncy song.
lots of rain,
tofu
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elismelly (report)
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you could have spent the time inserting all the chords into each verse :s
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