End Times
by Eels

Album: End Times (2010)
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  • Crazy guy with a matted beard
    Standing on the corner
    Shouting out "end times are near"
    And nobody noticed him
    But I can hear him loud and clear
    She is gone now, and nowhere near
    Seems like end times are here

    I walk around a puddle in the street
    And head on home
    Outside my window there's a cat in heat
    Shut up, cat, and leave me alone
    There ain't no heat on round here
    I don't feel nothing now
    Not even fear
    Now that end times are here

    Now everyone's crazy, they've lost their minds
    Just look at the world
    It could all be over at any old time
    And I can hear it loud and clear
    The world is ending, and what do I care?
    She's gone, end times are here Writer/s: MARK O. EVERETT
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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