Illuminati Hotties - Post-Everything Lyrics

One dirty spoon
Hangs from your mouth
I think we're doomed
So dish your doubt

There's a man yelling "God is here" on the street
And his megaphone crackles on every E
But he still seems sure to me

Your little sis
Caught doing drugs
Your mom's so pissed
'Cause I asked for the plug

There's a man getting naked up on the roof
Of the salvation army to shout out the truth
Guess we all need public proof

That everything
Is ending quick
I'm saving cans
While they have kids
And everyone
Is coming clean
To save themselves
Post-everything
Are you?

Crisp crumbling ground
You seem so calm
But I'm down ten pounds
With my shoes on

There's a man at the corner of 3rd Street and Spring
Who proclaims he's the parking lot's chief guardian
So we're safe from reckoning

But everything
Is ending quick
I'm burying cash
They're out for drinks
Where everyone
Is coming clean
To save themselves
Post-everything
Are you?
Are you?
Will you?