Who would've thought that we'd be the last ones alive?
Well, we should bury the king 'cause he wasn't up for the fight
Better go and tell mum for me "I'm truly sorry"
Tell the president his head will be off come tonight

Your fears and reservations were all wrong
The world you grew to love and know is gone
The world was on a plate
You fumbled your words and you threw it all away in seasons gone

Send the children to bed and scare them with tales of the fight
And when we bury the dead we'll scatter their heads in the fire
Lady don't play coy with me, you dirty lover
As who would've thought that we'd be the last ones alive?

Your fears and reservations were all wrong
Yeah, the friends you grew to love and know are gone
The world you thought would last, well you were wrong, you were wrong
The world was on a plate
You fumbled your words and you threw it all away in seasons gone

Your fears and reservations were all wrong


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