Ragnarök Song
There are no love songs on the radio
But there's music in the street
There's so much more to know
And nothing is complete
There's no heads or tails
We're all just somewhere in between
All of the stars are visible
And all of the world is green
And on Friday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the whiskey has all gone
Is this the end or the beginning?
Nobody's keeping track
This is my kind of Ragnarok
Where the tail fights back.
Betelgeuse's supernova
Has turned night into day
But nobody is freaking out
They've all come out to play
'Cause everybody understands
Basic astrophysics
And the incongruities
In Apocalypse logistics
And on Friday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the Kafka has all gone
Is this the end or the beginning?
Well, nobody's really keeping track
And on Saturday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the Bronte has all gone
On Sunday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the Gaiman has all gone
Is this the end or the beginning?
Well, nobody's really keeping track
This is my kind of Ragnarok
Where the tail fights back
And nobody has really found
What they're looking for
But we're on the road to get there
So nobody is keeping score
So raise your glasses high
While we ring in this new age
Maybe this time all of us
Will earn a living wage
But there's music in the street
There's so much more to know
And nothing is complete
There's no heads or tails
We're all just somewhere in between
All of the stars are visible
And all of the world is green
And on Friday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the whiskey has all gone
Is this the end or the beginning?
Nobody's keeping track
This is my kind of Ragnarok
Where the tail fights back.
Betelgeuse's supernova
Has turned night into day
But nobody is freaking out
They've all come out to play
'Cause everybody understands
Basic astrophysics
And the incongruities
In Apocalypse logistics
And on Friday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the Kafka has all gone
Is this the end or the beginning?
Well, nobody's really keeping track
And on Saturday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the Bronte has all gone
On Sunday night, the library
Stays open until dawn
Serving drinks in silence
'Til the Gaiman has all gone
Is this the end or the beginning?
Well, nobody's really keeping track
This is my kind of Ragnarok
Where the tail fights back
And nobody has really found
What they're looking for
But we're on the road to get there
So nobody is keeping score
So raise your glasses high
While we ring in this new age
Maybe this time all of us
Will earn a living wage
Credits
Writer(s): Aaron J. Shay
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