G: 320003

(PM) = Palm mute the chord
(Ring) = Let the chord ring

[Intro]
         D (PM)     A (PM)      G (Ring)            G
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine

[Verse 1]
D                               G
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds,
            D                         G
snakes, an aeroplanes, Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
D                                               G
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world
                                                   D
serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed
                                           G
it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength, Ladder
                                              D
start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire
                                       G
in a fire, representing seven games, a government
                            D
for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in
                                  G               D
a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team

by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
G                                     D
Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh,
                                   G
overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save
                                           D
yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs,
                                          G
listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and
                                           D
the revered and the right, right. You vitriolic,
                                       G
patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty
 G (PM)
psyched.

[Chorus]
         D          A            G
It's the end of the world as we know it
         D          A            G
It's the end of the world as we know it
         D          A            G
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine

[Verse 2]
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign
towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself
churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood
letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a votive, light a candle. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed, uh-oh, this means no
fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament,
tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions,
offer me alternatives and I decline.

[Chorus] (x2)
*Palm mute on the 2nd chorus*
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine

[Verse 3]
The other night I dreamt of knives, continental
drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard
Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester
Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You
symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.

[Chorus] (x2)
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine