Knocking on my door they tell me its time to go on
Last check in the mirror to see if anythings wrong
The writings up on the wall
A warning shot to them all

My head is spinning its the beginning of the end
The people freak out when I walk out there so scared
My head is spinning its the beginning of the end
The people freak out when I walk out there so scared

Nostradamus predicted a bomb would drop
And all our guitars will be humming in old pawn shops
Watch us brush off the dust in heavy metal we trust
Then kick back and read The Sunday Times


My head is spinning its the beginning of the end
The people freak out when I walk out there so scared

Fifteen hundred thousand years
Wouldnt be enough to dry these tears
Ill still be here hanging on and on and on
Things will never be the same
Save the pieces of your brain

My head is spinning its the beginning of the end
The people freak out when I walk out there so scared
My head is spinning its the beginning of the end
The people freak out when I walk out there so scared