Apocalypse Now? Lyrics

One Two One Two Three

One two, one one, one two three four five

One two, one two

I just don't know quite what to do

Holes in pocket no money inside

Had hopes so high, but it must have fell out

Of the holes in my mind and pantry shelf

No food in the ice box? That's fine

Survive on dandelions and weeds

The types that grow in the cracked concrete

Look up tips from the one percent

How to make a billi off of interest

Just skip on the cream in your five buck coffee

Right, okay, I'll give it a try

Skipping on cream ain't really that tough

So I skipped on eating and breathing and living and

Still ain't got enough by the first of the month

Knock on the door goes 1, 2, 3

Cops always knock in threes on the glass

Blast through the window, light from the flash

Wake with a start to hear them chant

Come on out now, Can't sleep here

Don't care where you do, just not near me

I'll give you to the count of 1, 2, 3

These are the days that I have left

Until apocalypse

And they keep on counting faster

These are the days that I have left

Until I'm broke

These are the days that I have left

Until apocalypse

And they keep on counting faster

These are the days that I have left

Until I'm broke

And a ten, nine, eight bucks left

Dollar for a pie slice, split it in two

The rest to the debts and IOUs

Gotta get a job? There's a hole in the resume

Where were you? I was chasing dreams

Well sorry, we don't have space on the team

C'mon cap, give me a chance

I've got two days till the power goes out

I'm four days past on the water

Spouts bone dry, lips all parched

Squat in the bins outside

Be in for work in the morning time

Name the shift and I'll make it mine

1 through 9, through 12 till 5, 8 days straight no caffeine break

Just money on the barrel and the barrel counts out

1, 2, 3 till I can breathe

Then it's 4, 5, 6 years deep in the job

Get tired get sick

Get driven insane, quit, skip town

Dream till you drown

Sounds alright

3 Years go round, money gets tight

Start counting down and the days sound like

10, 9, 10, 9, 8, 7,

7, 8, 6, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1

And a one and a one and a one and a one

These are the days that I have left

Until apocalypse

And they keep on counting faster

These are the days that I have left

Until I'm broke

These are the days that I have left

Until apocalypse

And they keep on counting faster

These are the days that I have left

Until I'm broke

Negative days until I'm spent

No clue where all the money went

Man this cost of living is killing me

Head to the hills and start a distillery

Don't got a phone 'cause the government tracks it

Not a legal home, don't pay no taxes

Don't need no money for food or wine

Cookin' up my own moonshine

These are the days that I have left

Until apocalypse

Man this cost of living's killer

These are the days that I have left

Until I'm broke

These are the days that I have left

Until apocalypse

Man this cost of living's killer

These are the days that I have left

Until I'm broke