Going Down – Germs

Sifting through apocalypse
All I want’s to catch a glimpse
Just another broken day
My whole world’s gone away
I feel the ceilings coming down
I watch the deadmen run around
Trying hard to change the course
‘Cause they know what’s best for us

Your whole world’s coming down
Close to the bottom – close to the sound
Your whole world’s let me down
Drag me down to the under ground

Sifting through apocalypse
Already new it would come to this
Just another game to play
How many ways have I got to pay
Hear them running faster now
They wear the hoove’s of Satan’s crowd
You came to visit for just one day
But now that you’re here – you’re here to stay