Turn the key in the starter now
 Let this switchback railway roll
 And save your breath for the screaming
 This world is about to fall

 Ride the downward slope
 We've left behind starvation, now visit [bad word]  An offset of greed, sloth
 And indifference

 Throw your stones at me
 If you're better than the rest
 We get what we deserve
 Time to face the facts
 When I turn to 32 this whole [bad word]  world
 Will end

 The whole [bad word]  world will end
 You'd better prepare

 Say your last goodbyes to your loved ones
 Then kneel down and fold
 Your hands for a prayer
 It is time to meet your maker

 Try to extend your seconds
 They might turn into hours or days
 Still holding on to something
 wonder substance to change your ways
 Throw your stones at me
 If you're better than the rest
 It's what we deserve
 So when I turn to 32 I face the facts:
 This whole world will end

 We try to ignore
 With a constrained smile
 That we are
 Temporarily left alone
 Until it [bad word] more
 It turns to "permanent"
 Who cares about sunshine then?

 Throw your stones at me
 If you're better than the rest
 We get what we deserve
 When I turn to 32 I know that this whole
 [bad word]  world will end

 Try to extend your seconds
 They might turn into hours or days
 Still holding on to something
 wonder substance to change your ways
 Throw your stones at me
 If you're better than the rest
 It's what we deserve
 So when I turn to 32 I face the facts:
 This whole world will end