NEIL w YOUNG

Lyrics

They say the sky is falling, the end is near
Hell’s on fire and they say it’s coming here
They call themselves your savior, “Look around,” they say my friend,
“That’s the future you see burning on the crosses of revenge.”

Don’t buy into false gods they’re not worth half the price
You’ll be flirting with the danger one’s the Anti-Christ
The world’s full of prophets yeah, preaching doom
And hellfire and brimstone and the end’s coming soon

If tomorrow never comes what difference will it make
If you never get another chance well those are just the breaks
‘Cause when your number comes up what difference will it make

When the gates to Heaven swing open
There’ll be angels standing in the sun
There’ll be soldiers on white horses
Riding through New Jerusalem
And the road to Hell will be crowded
With false gods from end to end
There’ll be eyes for eyes still burning
On those crosses of revenge
So tell me, what difference will it make
If it’s the beginning or the end

And when the dust from all graveyards gets blown to Kingdom Come
When the horsemen disappear when Armageddon’s done
The burning holes of Hell will swallow up the earth
Then what difference will it make what all your gold and oil is worth

If tomorrow never comes what difference will it make
If you never get another chance well those are just the breaks
’Cause when your number comes up what difference will it make
When your number comes up what difference will it make

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