Rapture swallow me down
I hear the tolling bells
I can't take the sound
Blinded at the pyre
Standing in the fire
Till the dreams went dead
In the whites of their eyes
Nothing's growing where they fell
I think I'd rather know hell
Oh
You don't know
What you got Will it's gone
Oh
So let the Good times roll
It's only the end of the world
Then the new day broke
It was red as blood
The start gun fires
But the human race is run
Hope is staring like a stranger
From the corner in the rain
In this picture of the future
We're just burning in the frame
Oh
You don't know what you got till it's gone
Oh
Let the Good times roll
It's only the end of the world
Ahh