Lyrics 1 - Гравитация

That's great, it starts with an earthquake,
birds and snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny
Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane,
listen to yourself churn - world serves its
own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed
it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength,
Ladder start to clatter with fear fight down
height. Wire in a fire, representing seven
games, a government for hire and a combat
site. Left of west and coming in a hurry
with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trumped,
tethered cropped. Look at that low playing!
Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population,
common food, but it'll do. Save yourself,
serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the
rapture and the revered and the right,
right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam,
fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and
I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in
foreign towers. Slash and burn, return,
listen to yourself churn. Locking in,
uniforming, book burning, blood letting.
Every motive escalate. Automotive
incinerate. Light a candle, light a votive.
Step down, step down. Watch your heel crush,
crushed, uh-oh, this means no fear cavalier.
Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me
solutions, offer me alternatives and I
decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and
I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives,
continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a
line, Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev,
Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs. Birthday
party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right?
Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and
I feel fine...fine...

(It's time I had some time alone)