Doomsday blues

It doesn’t end with a bash
You just fade away
And when you wake up
It’s already Doomsday

Did you get lots of cash?
Or did it turn into hay?
All you want is a cup
And something easy to say

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Maybe you talk to yourself
Was I really true?
Did I do many wrongs?
Or did I miss that too?

Waiting for the Lord himself
Bet he has quite a queue
And the thunder of Angel songs
Hard to sleep this one through

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Better rise from the earth
And take a look upstairs
Crawl up from the mud
And wipe away your tears

What’s a single life worth
When no one cares
A woman covered in blood
Does any one hear her prayers?

Huh, huh, huh, huh

From the trees they hang
‘Cause someone has to pay
The troopers go: Hut, hut, hut
Like in some horrid old play

It doesn’t end with a bang
You just fade away
And when you wake up
It’s already Doomsday
It’s already Doomsday

Huh, huh, huh, huh

© Bie Karlsson, FishboneMusic Publishing