Brian Kelly
A, D, E
Canning menus for a future time Asking for the current air we breathe
Can't get Washington off our minds Generators for our climate needs
If summers burn us or the winters freeze She'll find a place for us to settle down
With water access behind tall trees
Off on an island with a one-horse town
She's my apocalypse baby
We might be living in the end of days
Making plans and getting off the grid
Getting back to independent ways
I'll bring my guitar with my back to go
Don't know if we should buy a gun
Two small white dogs will make us way too slow
If we ever have to do that again
Jeez, my apocalypse, baby
We might be living in the end of days
Topping up the retirement funds
To keep our heads down if we have to, babe
She gave me this guitar when I was down She looks so sexy when she plays those chords
When she tried on her wedding gown Twirled in the kitchen, I just had no words
She's my apocalypse, baby We might be living in the end of days
Couldn't wish for a better girl
To help me out of this endless pain
Just my apocalypse, baby
Might be living in the end of days
Like that old vampire song we sung
40 years is not that far away