I woke up this morning a few hours ago

Just lying in bed and listening to the radio

On came the news the news (that) “everyone’s gotta go”

To the show

At the end

Of the world

You don’t have to [travel  | hurry],  it’ll come to you

You don’t need an invitation, you don’t have to queue

and you don't have to worry cause there's nothing you should do

To go to the show 

At the end

Of the world

There’ll be fire

On the ground

And in the air 

Everywhere

Will be awash

with flame

And in that will flame will be the burning

Of us all

There’ll be flooding and thunder

Earthquake 

Rivers of lava 

That flow

Straight to the gates

Of

Hell

As far as i can tell

So I’m going back to bed

 If the universe wants me dead

  It can come round here and kill me

   Just as well instead

I only know, 

 Got a one way ticket to the very front row

  For the show at the end of the world