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Musings on the future.
lyrics
Apocalypse girls fly close to the sun
They don't dance, they don't talk
They just look like fun
Apocalypse girls sing sweet to no one
They don't have a future but the past is almost undone
Apocalypse boys with looks that could stun
They don't dance, they don't talk
They just look like fun
Apocalypse boys
With eyes for no one
Just a light in your eyes
Slides by under your thumb
I heard that you've been feeling down
Straight from a stranger's lips
So powder your nose, pad your hips
'Cuz it's the apocalypse
I love it when you dress as clowns
I love it when your chorus hits
So powder your nose, pad your hips
It's the apocalypse
credits
released April 13, 2021
Drums by Greg Alsop
Guitar, keyboards, vocals, and programming by Lady Charles
Art by Kamas Winangun
Composed by Lady Charles
Special thanks to Zelda Zonk for "Powder your nose pad your hips, it's the apocalypse"
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