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bud bronson & the good timers – end of our lives lyrics

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[verse 1]
i’ve got this newfound sense of purpose
combined with the fear
it might all be entirely worthless
have you read the news?
does it make a difference
all the stupid little things that i do?

[chorus]
yeah, it could be the end of our lives tonight
yeah, it could be the end of our lives
i got this feeling that i’m trying to deny tonight
yeah, this could be the end of our lives

[verse 2]
sean sent me a text
it just said “doomsday”
we were scared as h-ll
to finally graduate
oh, what a totally luxurious fear
will we make the most
of our next sixty years?

[chorus]
yeah, it could be the end of our lives tonight
yeah, it could be the end of our lives
i got a feeling i wanna deny tonight, yeah

[bridge]
i don’t wanna die living like this
i’m blowing it, you’re blowing it
but i don’t wanna fight if it’s too late
i’m losing my mind in the usa

[verse 3]
we used to joke about
driving your car off a cliff
’91 toyota camry
that car was sick
we’d waste our times
we’d get lost on drives
staring down the infinite
rest of our lives

[verse 4]
now, there’s a bulldozer
behind my house
sinking metal teeth
into the frozen ground
the one across the alley
just got tore down
i hope the new neighbors
don’t think we’re too loud

[bridge]
man or machine
they’re gonna tear it all down
if they do it for us
we’ll do it ourselves
man or machine
they’re gonna tear it all down
welcome to the neighborhood
are we too loud?
over our dead bodies
are we turning it down?

[verse 5]
now, the cliche seems so outdated
fighting off the bad guys with amplification
so many things i used to worry about
seem so insignificant now

[verse 6]
’cause it could be the end of our lives tonight
yeah, it could be the end of our lives
i got this feeling that i wanna deny tonight
yeah, it could be the end of our lives

[bridge]
have i spent too long
living off the fat of the land
of the stars and stripes?
i don’t wanna feel like a parasite
yeah, this could be the end

[outro]
(whoa!)
the universe sends us complications
(whoa!)
that can’t be solved by amplification

- bud bronson the good timers lyrics

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