The sun sits high in the sky

With a cool breeze flowing over mountain peaks

Coming down rocks up so high

Landing on eucalyptus trees

Behind the foliage of rotting trash

The concrete stage of broken glass

So much time spent here

With songs so clear

Watching plants change hues

And buildings accrue

Watch the world change

It's just armageddon

Well it's one sick exchange

Racing for the handgun

We're all here just to survive

We'll be lucky if we make it out alive

We were sitting under the shade

With the dirt beneath our feet

Strumming guitars those days

And singing out in the heat

Behind the weeds that spread and gasoline cans

The truck bed of years long past

Ballads and dissonant chords

Gives us grand tales that soar

Sacred mountain tops, green lush fields

That we prop up as our shield

Watch the world change

It's just armageddon

Well it's one sick exchange

Racing for the handgun

We're all here just to survive

We'll be lucky if we make it out alive