The San Fran Zoo
Let its tiger escape
I feel it's coming back again
I feel its ghost pacing the streets
Its whiskers brush against my face
I can feel how warm it breathes
They're throwing rocks at her breastplate
And at her chest
And acting like that makes
Us safe
Like I should be impressed
How many grad students
Does it take to cure the plague
God knows Mike Pence
Was just great at curing AIDS
The market crash has already
Bankrupted my friends
With a whimper
Not a bang
Isn't that the way
The world ends
Don't go to Florida
I'm begging you to stay
I know it might be selfish
But I don't know how long it'll be
'Til I can see your face
Make decisions carefully
Kiss me before you go
I might not see my friends again
My mom won't see me graduate
Smile for the photograph
When they'll mail
My diploma home
How many absentee ballots
Can we afford to print
And count in merely a few days
They've closed off Italy
And might shut down
The MTA
We cannot underestimate
The losses to which we'll all soon bow our heads
With a whimper
Not a bang
Isn't that the way
The world ends
Hello to Rosie Queen of Corona
Hello to Rosie Queen of Corona
Hello to Rosie Queen of Corona
Hello to Rosie Queen of Corona
