End of America

I get a lot of emails from my buddy Don
Pictures of hot females with no panties on
They stand behind the screen and scream let's get it on
I close the office door, and then I write this song
End of America

Living in the country is the way I roll
I bought a funky farm house that I heat with coal
It's got a hardwood floor and plaster walls
It's got a claw foot tub and alcohol

I miss you

Do you miss me too?

What a thing to say, it's so cliche

Don't listen to

Me anymore

Break the phone

I'll fight this war alone

At the end of America

Feels like the end of America

They say the meek shall inherit the earth 

I guess I'm cursed

I've got a lot of damn pride

And my heart hurts

End of America

Seven years ago I wasn't half this sad

Seven years from now it might be twice this bad

Washington, D.C. might look like Leningrad

Carbondale might look a lot like Baghdad

I love you
Do you love me, too?
What a thing to say, it's so insane
Don't listen to
Me anymore
Smash the glass
I'm gonna tell my buddy Don to kiss my ass
Like it's the end of America
Feels like the end of America
It's not the end of the world
It's just the end of America

I say we change our names
Take a trip to Northern Maine
See a moose, free a goose
Give thanks
End of America
End of America
Feels like the end of the world
End of America