Lyrics Anthem for the End of the World - Apes of the State

Open up, spit it out
Get the trash out of your mouth
Every time I turn around my dog is eating someone else's garbage
And I'm sure you're not a bad person
You're just trying to have fun with your friends
Drinking out of plastic cups with no regrets
Yeah, I've seen beauty in the ugliest of places
And I've seen destruction caused by those with the best of intentions
When we're all just acting out in our self-interest
What is trash
And what is treasure
Is just a matter of perception, so if
The sky looks like it's on fire
It's probably just the air pollution
Starting to show
And if the water looks dark and mysterious it's probably the oil rigs
Leaking in the Gulf of Mexico

And as I pull that foil wrapper from my doggie's mouth, I remember
All that glitters isn't gold
Isn't gold, isn't gold

Open up, spit it out
Get the trash out of your mouth
Every time I turn the TV on there's someone spitting garbage
And I'm sure you're not a bad person
You're just trying to make the world a better place
For yourself
For the people that pay you to speak their will
Yeah, I've seen beauty in the ugliest of faces
And I've seen beautiful faces spewing the ugliest of hatred
When we're all just looking out for our own interest
What is fact
And what is fiction
Is not a matter of opinion, and
If one day you have children
I hope they never listen to a single thing you say
I hope they live life their own way
That they make their own decisions
And they question every single thing they see
I hope that they turn out just like me

'Cause if the drug companies are poisoning us
How dare you vaccinate your kids?
And if the GMOs are poisoning us
How dare we ever eat again?
Yeah, the whole world is coming to an end
Yeah, the whole world is coming to an end
So let the games begin

Yeah, the whole world is coming to an end
No one wants to talk about it
No one wants to think about global warming, no
The whole world is coming to an end
But how 'bout them Kardashians?
Did you see what she was wearing?
And if I could say this properly then I wouldn't have to sing it
If I could sing this beautifully then I wouldn't have to scream it
But the whole world is coming to an end
And I don't want to talk about it
No one wants to hear me sing about it anymore