The End (of The World) Lyrics - Men Without Hats

Matadors, monkeys, a million balloons 

As we walk through the sea to the sand 

Knowing full well that we're perfectly tuned 

As we skip through our hearts, hand in hand 

Will Jenny be older? 

Will music be heard? 

Will we all meet again 

At the end of the world? 

No sense in fooling, we're covered in dreams 

Having too much fun flying to land 

Floating waist high in ten colors of green 

We're so small but we feel oh, so grand 

Will Jenny be older? 

Will music be heard? 

Will we all meet again 

At the end of the world? 

End of the world 

Will Jenny be older? 

Will music be heard? 

Will we all meet again 

At the end of the world? 

The end of the world 

On Tuesday 

End of the world 

Pop goes the world 

End of the world 

In the name of angels 

Pop goes the world 

On Tuesday 

The end of the world 

The real world 

Pop goes the world 

On Tuesday 

Pop goes the world