End of Daze

Empty cans, plastic cups
Self-esteem, and other throwaways
6 AM disaster struck
Beer-stained walls in the hallway
And Paul doesn’t want to clean it up, clean it up
He wants to go to breakfast, leave the mess for the next tenants
He says trouble exists with or without us
With or without us
So forget it and just

Party till the end of the world
Till the end of the world
Till the end of the
Party ‘til the end of the world
Till the end of the world
Till the end of the world
Till the end of the world

On the way to the diner, leaking oil, burning gas
Weary lungs feel a bit tired, sterile soil and barren wasteland
And Paul won’t admit it’s us, admit it’s us
'Cause he knows he could lose his job where he makes life harder for immigrants
He says doomsday is next with or without us
With or without us
So forget it and just

Ignore the changes in the weather
It’s just a cycle, it’ll get better
And 97%, well it ain’t a sure thing
If it tells you something you don’t want to believe

So
Party till the end of the world
Till the end of the world
Till the end of the
Party till the end of the world
Till the end of the world
Till the end of the world
Party till the end of the world
Party till the end of the world