[00:24.60]If this is the end, then what was it all worth?
[00:28.18]Don't bother to ask, there's no price on this earth
[00:35.87]'Cause life's still a mystery
[00:37.84]You can't cost-benefit-analyse it
[00:42.21]And the hereafter's all in our minds
[00:44.87]Though we try to disguise it
[00:48.32]Still it shall be exciting to see the end of the show
[00:54.89]Abra-macabra, baby, here we go!
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[01:22.64]"The Meaning of Life", well I don't really care
[01:26.17]Though this could be the last time we come up for air
[01:29.53]And maybe there's really no reason to stay
[01:33.17]Still I'll play you a shanty to brighten your day
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[01:39.65]Quiet! When they pull the plug on this world all mechanic
[01:44.75]A dreamgig to play on the deck of this last Titanic
[01:50.11]I will dance on the gunwale, as the ship's going down
[01:55.31]I will write no solemn epitaphs
[01:58.58]For a world that's gone insane
[02:01.23]When there is no tomorrow, even then will I know
[02:06.80]That as long as the minstrels are playing
[02:09.96]All is not in vain
[02:11.89]
[02:14.29]Maybe the meaning was lost on the way
[02:18.37]Maybe we've anchored at the last bay
[02:21.83]But I will not lose spirit, though it may not be sound
[02:25.29]So crack open the barrels if we're really going down
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[02:30.42]Riot!
[02:31.42]When the lights go out, law and order vanished
[02:37.14]They'll beg to be steered free
[02:38.87]By the mad sailor that they banished
[02:40.89]
[02:42.65]I will dance on the gunwale, as the ship's going down
[02:47.72]I will write no solemn epitaphs
[02:50.85]For a world that's gone insane
[02:53.48]When there is no tomorrow, even then will I know
[02:58.87]That as long as the minstrels are playing
[03:01.96]All is not in vain
[03:05.89]
[04:27.40]I will welcome the Gods in their chariots of war
[04:30.20]Stand up as they fire the first round
[04:32.58]I'll have peace of mind, when the new day will find
[04:35.52]Your carts and castles only dust on the ground
[04:38.50]And I'd be as dead as the rest and it would not mean a thing
[04:44.22]Misanthropoetica! Allow me this last fling
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[05:00.87]Liar! Did they cry, freak, absurd and manic
[05:06.56]But when this ship turns upside down these rats will panic
[05:08.89]
[05:12.36]The weight of the world proved much too tough
[05:16.25]Just dragging myself along was more than enough
[05:24.44]But remember my words like marks from a whip
[05:28.30]This old salt will go down with his ship
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[05:33.90]I will dance on the gunwale, as the ship's going down
[05:38.28]I will write no solemn epitaphs
[05:41.66]For a world that's gone insane
[05:43.89]
[05:44.27]I will dance on the gunwale, as the ship's going down
[05:49.65]I will write no solemn epitaphs
[05:52.80]For a world that's gone insane
[05:55.32]When there is no tomorrow, even then will I know
[06:00.87]That as long as the minstrels are playing
[06:04.24]All is not in vain