Big-bada boom theory, there ain't no need to worry, the Universe expires in 2013
thanks for noticin and pointin out this short lived eternity,
we're all eternally grateful for, but still stuck swirling,
towards the center, of this giant sink hole, think small,
this universe is no longer single,
but slowly, co mingled with the empty space,
create another single cell, like living tissue, down a spiral,
where a tiny fraction of this fractile,
can't be seen without a telescope,
starin directly to the sun'll breed the best results,
let the records show, there's not a single thing, more inspiring than nothing,
if somethin comes up, you'll be the first of us to know,
be cause it'll be happening to all of us so...
We're gunna rock this....(BIG BOOM SHOW)
...and we're not gunna stop til we've LOST control...(BIG BOOM!)
stay tuned for the fire in the hole,
the crowd's so hyped that they're screamin out for more.
We gunna rock this...(BIG BOOM SHOW)
...and we're not gunna stop til we've GOT control (BIG BOOM!)
stay tuned for the fire in the sky, but the satellites live,
and the revolution's violent.
nevermind, I'm speakin out of line,
I wouldn't waste your time but, this is quite important, sort of
sorted through the facts and I'm bored,
it's a joke, that we find our mediocre lives, borderline important,
I'm customer service for the good guys, as a representative, of the winning side,
we let you decide, whose curttails, you'd like to ride, as we rise,
so much shining faith, in that god in the sky,
here we are, Armageddon, just as you described it, hell on Earth,
reguardless of it's form, or faith,
you wouldn't recognize the truth, if it landed on your face
here's the proof, poisoning your prescious chardonnay,
I could hardly see clearly anyways,
double vision in that shoulder devils anthem,
ridin tandem with the maker, Satan ridin on the side.
big, bada boom theory... it all started, in the pools of infinity,
and now it seems to have a, very ugly ending,
not so pretty, no one could predict it
with a precognitive gift, when this waterdrop will drip,
to the bottom of this bucket and precious life'll follow it,
anywhere it goes, cuz it brings a certain magic,
anywhere it goes, life'll gravitate to it.
We're gunna rock this....(BIG BOOM SHOW)
...and we're not gunna stop til we've LOST control... (BIG BOOM!)
stay tuned for the fire in the hole,
cuz the crowd's so hyped that they're screamin out for more.
We gunna rock this...(BIG BOOM SHOW)
...and we're not gunna stop til we've GOT control (BIG BOOM!)
stay tuned for the fire in the sky,
but the satellites live, and the revolution's violent.
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