In 2012
They say that time’s up, the year’s 2012 The stars are lined up, go see for yourself But I’ve made my mind up, I won’t trade, buy or sell No, I won’t buy the farm in 2012 It started out a normal day, I was down-dog on the floor In my bones I had my way, but then there came a dark knock on my door Two young men in black suits and shady glasses chilled me to the bone When they told me I won’t need my happy home (CHORUS) Humanity might get confused in the coming years of worry and woe If the prophecies turn out to be true, and if they don’t we got a line to toe All I know is all my ordinary stories just don’t apply When I realize we could be over in the wink of an eye
I might be a fool I might be a guru to you Whatever it is, you can choose ‘Cause this here moment is new I like it just the way it is here, in this 21st century All of my friends and a couple-three beers, now where would I rather be? But am I he, as you are he, and we are all together Or are we all just in for nasty weather? (CHORUS)
© 2010 Glenn Bourdot
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