It's the end of the world as we know it (And I feel fine)

R.E.M.
Música y Letras: Michael Stipe


That's great, it starts with an earthquake,
birds and snakes, an aeroplane,
and Lenny Bruce is not afraid.

Eye of a hurricane,
listen to yourself churn,
world serves its own needs,
dummy serve your own needs,
feed it off an aux speak,
grunt, no, strength, no,
ladder start to clatter with fear,
fight down height,
wire in a fire,
representing seven games,
a government for hire and a combat site,
left of West and coming in a hurry
with the furies breathing down your neck.