Apocalypse Fatigue

Apocalypse fatigue, ain't really what you need Inflation, elation... then such deflation If you think about it... we're on high-way-of-shit Begging for a full stop or exclamation Morons to the left, shills to the right The centre a great dead nation I want it all to go Down Down Down Instead it just goes On and On and On and On and On and On and On Halley's Comet please Y2K me to my knees Mayan Prophecy rid me of this dis-ease Surely this gravy train must have a final station On this endless tour of degradation I want it all to go Down Down Down Instead it just goes On and On and On and On and On and On and On