Soft Apocalypse - Charming Disaster

Sirens wail everywhere

Don’t you worry-worry, baby

Power’s out, twist and shout

Let’s have a party-party, baby!

Lights have gone out

This is what we talked about

The sun’s turning red

Grab the things you prepared

Get your coat, time to go

You better hurry-hurry, baby

You know where, meet me there

Let’s have a party-party, baby

There are no more rules

We can start something new

A kingdom of two

Empty homes and swimming pools

There’s no help, save yourself

Take what you can carry-carry, baby

Dance between the dead machines

Let’s have a party-party, baby

This is no drill and no dream

It’s all real

Close your eyes, make a wish

We’ve been waiting for this

Oh, the end of the world’s not as bad as you’ve heard

Just a kiss on the lips of a soft apocalypse

(Overlapping of previous verses)