End of the World - Bad Manners

Long, long ago in the not too distant future

A young Spaniard working needlessly in a field

Became the first victim of the new space invaders

He saw the light, the light that was in the sky that very night

The fear that built up inside him

Was that of a frightened child

There was no hope

He had but one idea

That the fiery cloud was not of this world

Or, or, planet…

And yet in his mind he did not believe this cloud happen

A world full of creepy crawlings and space like things

What’s happening

Are they brainwashing us

Will we listen to their infernal lies

Shall we remember the night of the nights

When no-one, I say no-one

Will remember the beginning of life

Death to the unbelievers

Why don’t you listen to me

When I’m talking to you

The world is about to end

And we’re all going to die

Don’t cry

The end

The end is near chance it

We must find shelter, now

The end of the world

The end of the world

The end of the world