Cardinal Caldera

A man wiser than me
Said all you need to be happy
Was a garden and a library
And though he was wiser than me
And though he lived happily
Had he never heard of an iPod or some good company?

Oh this thing's going Krakatoa
Once the moratorium's over
I'll see you in the mausoleum
With bleeding ears and
Lava-smattered lips

Stares at his Bosch triptych
Feels the magma beneath his feet switch
And erupts through the walls in fits
He was so preoccupied
He forgot to give up and die
Finally left the planet last week at the back of the 49

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And all the island's natives
Are charred but truck on unabated
Waiting for the next big bang
Appendage at the side of their faces
Staring into blank spaces
Considering............... the......................................space

Chorus
Oh this things gonna up and explode
Watch as it drops its load
Indiscriminatley, you'll see,
i'll see you in the morgue and/or bar