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Apocalypse

from Time To Pack Up by Hummer

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So here’s your flavour of the week; please tell me that this is a wind-up,
Stay at home/take to the streets; I wish you’d make your fucking mind up...

It really pains me to think we’re so easily led,
I don’t think you’ll be happy till we all end up dead...

So let’s all go out and panic-buy; we’re drowning in the desperation,
Apocalypse! The end is nigh; I feel only exasperation...

You troll-away on the net, spout your bile on the air,
You’ll queue-up for a burger or a cheap garden chair,
It pains me to think we’re so easily led,
And I don’t think you’ll be happy till we all end up dead...

So here’s your flavour of the week; please tell me that this is a wind-up,
Stay at home/take to the streets; I wish you’d make your fucking mind up,
Let’s all go out and panic-buy; we’re drowning in the desperation,
Apocalypse! The end is nigh (Oh, change the fucking record!)

I want the world to go back to how it was before,
I want an end to the madness; I can’t take any more,
Yeah, hysteria is rife and the feelings are tense,
But tell me what would it take to bring back common sense?

You troll-away on the net, spout your bile on the air,
You’ll queue-up for a burger or a cheap garden chair...
It pains me to think we’re so easily led,
And I don’t think you’ll be happy till we all end up dead...

Apocalypse! The end is nigh…

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from Time To Pack Up, released February 16, 2024

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Joe - Guitar/Vox
Matthew - Drums

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