| On a dark, desert night
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| Look into the sky, something ain’t right
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| A fireball, red and grey
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| People start to look, frozen in fear
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| A man grabs a woman, draws her near
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| They fall to their knees and pray
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| All mighty God… Is it today?
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| Fireball, in the sky
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| Fireball, in the sky
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| Hey, little boy with a cowboy gun
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| His mom picks him up, he starts to run
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| He laughs out loud, he thinks it’s a game
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| The alarm goes off in the liquor store
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| The trucks roll by with a thunderous roar
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| It fell from the sky, a silver rain
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| All mighty God… The city’s in flames
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| (All man alive — Can we survive?)
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| My alarm goes off, I’m shaking with fright
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| Blood runs cold, teeth clench tight
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| But it’s alright now, It’s only a dream
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| Well I go to the window, lean on the sill
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| The night is hot, and all is still
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| There’s a blinding flash and now it’s real
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| All mighty God… We died today
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| Fireball, in the sky
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| Fireball, in the sky… |