Cannon balls and kettle drums Catapults and pellet guns Kaiser blades and minor chords Voodoo dolls and Ouija boards There's vultures lurking in the wings Sabotaging little things Got greasy see-through friendly grins I guarantee they'll never win 'cause it's not the end of the world just yet Karma come and karma go Some days it seems to overflow The tide will come, the tide will go The sky will fall, the wind will blow If you fly on broken wings Cardboard cutouts hung from strings A phony backdrop, bristle board A play for you in major chord 'cause it's not the end of the world just yet And it's not the end of the world just yet Quicksand and spiderwebs Who's that sleeping in your bed? All you can see is red When your heart is soaked in gas And someone fumbles for a match You'll be rescued by the wind Treasure trophy acolytes Heads or tails, or walk away The gamblers's winning streak will end The jackpot loser spins again 'cause it's not the end of the world just yet And it's not the end of the world just yet