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 Ah