May as well pull up a chair
Let down your hair
'Cause we'll be around
When it all goes down
The picket sign
It reads so crystal clear:
The end is near
And we'll be around
When it all goes down

My my my my
Look what the cat dragged in
The well intentions
Grabbed with bloody hands

The future will not find us
Waiting for Godot
But I bet it finds us staying home

'Cause I don't know if I'm right
But God forbid I'm wrong
I know that I know that I know
But God forbid I'm wrong

The future will not find us
Waiting for Godot
But I bet it finds us
But I bet it finds us staying home
'Cause I don't know if I'm right
But God forbid I'm wrong