Stayathome - The End Is Near Lyrics

New orleans in the spring time
A trail of plastic bottles lines the street like the aisle
Of a wedding, rushed and frantic
Where the groom has forgotten who his bride-to-be is
There's a man in the middle of bourbon street
With a white picket sign that reads a tired prophecy

And they said "the end is near"
And we got another beer
Cuz we can't think about
The way we hide our doubts
Wish they would all just disappear

On my way back to houston
To keep myself awake
I thought about those men and where
Their hearts were at
When we needed them to pray

And they said "the end is near"
And we got another beer
Cuz we can't think about
The way we hide our doubts
Wish they would all just disappear

And if the end is drawing near
Then we'll raise our glasses
To those who doubt and
Drink our fill

I believe there is a place
Where we all can stay one day
But if the end is near
Then I'll need another beer
Another round