Christie McCarthy

Lyrics

Fine wine, a great lover and a well designed solar system
A deep well of clean water and the garden rows of greens for eating

End of days please stay away, oh stay away
End of days I read about you once in a paper
End of days I think you’re all man-made
End of days may you not find me here

We work, we create and we barter for the goods we’re making
We find brand new ways of working out this new way of living

End of days please stay away, oh stay away
End of days I read about you now every place
End of days I think you’re all man-made
End of days may you not find me here

And if my love we separate, not by choice but by fate
You know I love you forever and always

End of days please stay away, oh stay away
End of days I’m sick of seeing your name
End of days I think you’re all man-made
End of days may you not find me here