When (and if) the Big One Hits... I'll Just Meet You There
I’ve tried everything, perspicacity It’s true, I’m in my prime I’m in my prime, I’m in my prime… but You know as well as me Stuck here on your knees I can feel it in the air, it’s in the air Something big and I’m not prepared
Tonight the satellites will fall, the satellites will fall Like the San Antenna call it San Francisco’s fault Just wait…
Leave with what you have, leave quietly at that Don’t bother with clothes, Your useless garments, books, videos Quickly, back door Undetected by the noisy wood floor Can you really believe how easy it was?
If the big one, if the big one hits I’ll just meet you there