In the last second of life, they're gonna. Show you how. How they run this show. Sure. Run it into. The ground. . The stars are projectors, yeah.. Projectin' our lives down to this.
All those people that you know. All those people that you know. All those people that you know. Floatin' in the river are logs. . I could buy myself a reason.
The good times are killing me, here we go. . Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on. Shrug off shortsighted false excitement. And oh what can I say?.
So long to this cold, cold part of the world. So long to this bone-bleached part of the world. So long to this salt-soaked part of the world. I stepped down as president of Antarctica.