It's Only The End Of The World Songtext
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It's Only The End Of The World Songtext
It′s only the end of the world
Not a death in the family
We've seen all the best sights
Been on all the best rides
The amusement park
On Saturday, we got tongue tied
After all the best fights
Stuff that′s too boring to trash
It's classless and crass
It's only the end of the world
Since the circus left town
We′ve been seen
Kicking ′round
And now every caress
Is some cul-de-sac
We've already been down
We′re just moving our limbs
Making no sound
The ground is still spinning
But it's slowing down
It′s only the end of the world
Where is the love?
Satellites break up in the atmosphere
Our ashes are scattered in space
All of the answers fall into place
It's only the end of the world
Since the circus left town
The world just stopped
Spinning ′round
We've seen all the prize fighters
The Sunday gun fighters
With their heads hanging down
We just go
Where the money goes
Your hands turn to dust
The magic is lost
It's only the end of the world
Where is the love?
It′s only the end of the world
It′s only the end of the world
The end of the world
The end of the world
The end of the world
The end of the world
Not a death in the family
We've seen all the best sights
Been on all the best rides
The amusement park
On Saturday, we got tongue tied
After all the best fights
Stuff that′s too boring to trash
It's classless and crass
It's only the end of the world
Since the circus left town
We′ve been seen
Kicking ′round
And now every caress
Is some cul-de-sac
We've already been down
We′re just moving our limbs
Making no sound
The ground is still spinning
But it's slowing down
It′s only the end of the world
Where is the love?
Satellites break up in the atmosphere
Our ashes are scattered in space
All of the answers fall into place
It's only the end of the world
Since the circus left town
The world just stopped
Spinning ′round
We've seen all the prize fighters
The Sunday gun fighters
With their heads hanging down
We just go
Where the money goes
Your hands turn to dust
The magic is lost
It's only the end of the world
Where is the love?
It′s only the end of the world
It′s only the end of the world
The end of the world
The end of the world
The end of the world
The end of the world
Writer(s): Luke Michael Haines, Jonathan Edward Hoadley Foster-moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com