It's falling apart. That's not so hard to see. Once a bond and trust is severed, they're hard to retrieve. Minus 777 gleams on the giant screen. Tonight I'll hide beneath the covers in my Manhattan retreat. So wake up, wake up and smell the fear. 'Cause this is the end and we know it. It's time to be alarmed, 'cause this is the end. Now they're raising their glasses. So here's to staying blind. 'Cause tonight we're gonna party like it's 1929. And read every sign. Put them on the list. If I leapt from the Brooklyn Bridge tonight, I bet I wouldn't be missed. So wake up, wake up and recognize the end of the world as we knew it. It's time to be alarmed, 'cause this is the end. A candle burns to the end, as we stumble 'tween the bars. And I just sigh and think about how it's been years since I've seen the stars, when they go: \"Oh I never thought that it would come to this, I've read every page of The Economist. Even the trophy wife can tell I'm a mess, but she isn't anything but loveless\"
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