LYRICS
If this is the last time
I’m gonna have a good time
I was told when I grow old
I’m gonna leave behind my body and mind
A collision course
With mass extinction
Of course
Not gonna hide for the final ride
Take my inside outside
And spread it wide
I’m gonna spread the word that man’s absurd
Climb to the highest rung
Sung from the top of my lungs
“Oh, man. Oh, my, my, Lord”
’til they drop the curtain for our last bow
I’m gonna make certain there’s not somehow
To save some space for the human race
And ya know… enjoy the thrill of the show
The child fighter makes for a real nail-biter
Do you know there’s no more encore?
What? There’s no encore? I paid good money for this ticket!
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: G G7 C C9 / D7 C C9 G
Recording: live 1-track digital stereo
Vocals, Guitar
A song about The Human Induced Climate Change Experiment.
Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.
From the album Gay Church