What Do I Know
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Rock
What Do I Know adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Green Tentacle tarafından 14 Ocak 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıMovie Soundtracks to Non-Existent Movies
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Vincent Lee Robson
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Vincent Lee Robson
Songwriter
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What do I know?
Well, I know a lot of things
But nothing comes to mind
And if the vampires or zombies come
Well, then I think you'll find
That in terms of what to do if supernatural things occur
When a horde of hungry aliens descend upon the Earth
Then the question isn't really what it is I think I know
But what the hell you're gonna do when I decide to up and go
'Cause I'm prepared for the inevitable doom
I read the books and watched the movies, I'm the ninja in the room
And in the post-apocalypticness, the wastelands and the glooms
We'll greet it with a bada-bing, bada-boom
And we'll ride deserted highways in our spiky armored trucks
And crank up the rock music like we just don't give a fuck
Get drunk by the fire and sing about old times
But what do I know?
Nothing much comes to mind
In a thermonuclear holocaust
I'd get us out in time
And in the chaos of a solar flare
I think that I'd do fine
Supernova or caldera, I'm dead handy in a bind
When the werewolves come at night, a silver bullet's all they'll find
And the robots from the future won't be back, they'll be resigned
But don't ask me what I know, 'cause
Right now nothing comes to mind, oh
I'm prepared for the inevitable doom
I read the books and watched the movies, I'm the ninja in the room
And in the post-apocalypticness, the wastelands and the glooms
We'll greet it with a bada-bing, bada-boom
And we'll ride deserted highways in our spiky armored trucks
And crank up the rock music like we just don't give a fuck
Get drunk by the fire and sing about old times
But what do I know?
Nothing much comes to mind
'Cause I'm prepared for the inevitable doom
I read the books and watched the movies like the ninja in the room
And in the post-apocalypticness, however it may come
We'll greet it with a bada-bing, bada-boom
And we'll ride deserted highways in our spiky armored trucks
And crank up the rock music like we just don't give a fuck
Get drunk by the fire and sing about old times
But what do I know?
Nothing much comes to mind, yeah
Nothing much comes to mind, yeah
Wanna catch a movie or somethin'?
Written by: Vincent Lee Robson
