Death of a Popular Song

Death of a popular song
Goin' on, every day
The end of the narrative film
So you say

Let's start a ridiculous trend
You and I, let's pretend
We know what's goin' on
Goin' on, goin' on

They're pouring into town
Just to see it all go down
They're milling at the gate
Hoping not to be too late
They're filling up the street
People running with their feet
Come to see it all go down
Got to see it all go down

The end of a magical day
It's okay, it's okay
The start of a popular song
Pulls you in

If it's the end of everything
Make it good, make it good

They're pouring into town
Just to see it all go down
They're milling at the gate
Hoping not to be too late
Filling up the street
People running with their feet
Come to see it all go down
Got to see the whole thing crashing down
Got to see it all go down

See me with their children
Underneath the sky of steel
Watch the walking wounded
Far from shore
What they're feeling

They're milling at the gate
Hoping not to be too late
Filling up the street
People running with their feet
Come to see it all go down
Come to see the whole thing crashing down
Got to see it all go down

If it's the end of everything
Make it good, make it good...