I’ve tried everything, perspicacity 
It’s [bad word]  I’m in my prime
I’m in my prime, I’m in my prime… but
You know as well as me
Stuck here on your knees
I can feel it in the air, it’s in the air
Something big and I’m not prepared

Tonight the satellites will fall, the satellites will fall
Like the San Antenna call it San Francisco’s fault
Just wait…

Leave with what you have, leave quietly at that
Don’t bother with clothes, 
Your useless garments, books, videos
Quickly, back door
Undetected by the noisy wood floor
Can you really believe how easy it was?

If the big one, if the big one hits
I’ll just meet you there

Anything can happen, anything can go wrong