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Written January 18, 1996
I hear a lot of doom-sayers and prohets
I wanna put 'em all right in their place
I hear a lot of so-called visionaries crying Armageddon
I wanna punch 'em all dead in the face
Well excuse my incompassion
What I say tends to sound mean
But I got over my pity party
When I turned 18
CHORUS
I'm sorry – I don't want the world to end yet
Forgive me – I still got some time to give
I'm sorry – I don't want the world to end yet
Excuse me – I still got a life to live
I hear a lot of people saying it's over
They tell me Judgment Day has come and gone
The last I checked, the world's still here and so are we
You better putyour faith in something and move on
If I hear one more person say the world we're in is dead
I'm gonna get the Seven Seals and break 'em on his head
CHORUS
I got too many things to say
I got too many prayers to pray
I got to many songs to sing
I got too many everything
I got to many joys to share
Too many reasons left to care
I got too many years to live
Too many people to forgive
Well excuse my acid tongue
Forgive my lack of subtlety
If you hate this world so much
Drop dead and make some room for me
CHORUS
I'm sorry – I don't want the world to end yet
Forgive me – I still got some love to give
I'm sorry – I don't want the world to end yet
Excuse me – I still got a life to live
And so do you
Words and Music ©2006 Anthony Volpe