There Is No Ending - Arab Strap

Not everything must end

Not every romance must descend

Not every lover’s pact decays

Not every sad mistake replays

If you can love my growing gut

My rotten teeth and graying hair

Then I can guarantee I’ll do

The same as long as you can bear

If you love my little poofy hands

My skinny arms and reeking feet

The way I dance

The way I eat

If you love the morning spots I try

And squeeze before you’re up to see

Each torn ankle

Each weak knee

But still my moods must swing

To solitude I must still cling

And you won’t love me every day

And suffer many a display

But plates may smash and doors may slam

My comments may be less than kind

But that won’t mean I’ve changed my mind

I’m a huffy prick the best of times

I love to sulk and shout and squeal

But please don’t doubt the way I feel

'Cause when the Sun burns up the earth

Our progeny will raise a can

Here’s to where it all began

And every day I hear the world

Is cracking up, the end is near

I hear we all should live in fear

Bullies, buglers, pedophiles

Bird flu and passive smoke

(They're coming)

Volcanoes, earthquakes, tidal waves

Heart disease and strokes

(They're coming)

Terrorists with homemade bombs

And factions everywhere

(They're coming)

They’re drinking in the street

And they could steal your home and I don’t care