The end is near.
The end is near, the time has come:
There ain’t no way–
Nobody will save you now.

The end is near,
The end is near. The time has come:
Don’t even think
That there’s a way out of this.

Down the road and up the creek: it’s over.
It’s such a clear and certain hell of
thing: it’s over.

“You’re on your own.”
You’re on your own. Once upon a time
(the other night),
you couldn’t do nothing right,

“I’m on my own,”
you said to yourself down on your
luck, woe is me,
etc.: lonely. See,
the worst times weren’t so bad,
compared to this. Though
that ain’t much comfort. I might try to
reminisce. No.

The end is near,
The end is near, the time has come.
Don’t even think.
That there’s a way out of this:

The end is near.
The end is near. The time has come.
There ain’t no way;
There’s nothing will save us now.