This Just In...

It ain’t just another disaster
Hundred thousand pounds of death with no name
Sealed by a peculiar pastor
He ain’t here to do it again

So we’ve pulled out the big guns
Hit ’em high, hit ’em high, hit ’em low
Let’s hit all the war drums
Don’t tell me this is all our ammo

The ends of the Earth, the end of it all
Is it the way that it all gonna happen?
(The ends of the earth, the end of it all)

It ain’t just another destroyer
It came down with the wrath of a God
Set the codes to the nuclear launcher
All units get your sunglasses on

Now we’ve pulled out the big guns
Got ’em high, got ’em high, got ’em low
You’ll thank us when the time comes
Till then enjoy your Bikini snow

The ends of the Earth, the end of it all
Is it the way that it all gonna happen?
(The ends of the earth, the end of it all)