(The End Is Near!)

Graffiti worth reading rarely is written
On walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me
Now you worth reading graffiti is gone

While we're on it, get off it,
The days of the prophet writing his words on the wall
Have gone now behind us, but somehow,
We find ourselves desperately reading it all

Repent! Obey! The End Is Near!
I tagged and marked and bragged
And barked and, I was here!

We wrote on the surface with no real
Purpose or reason or rhyme what to write
Out of place and outdated and poorly illustrated,
And that would be being polite.

And not for One loss, but who's counting the cost
And then figuring out what we're losing?
I would guess we are losing what's less than
We figured unless that's confusing.

Repent! Obey! The End Is Near!
I tagged and marked and bragged
And barked and, I was here!

(Hey!)

When it's all done and stated and look at what was created,
And don't take it out on us all
We try taking it lighter and don't blame the writer,
Just do what I do: Blame the War!

Repent! Obey! The End Is Near!
I tagged and marked and bragged
And barked and, I was here!

Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone
Graffiti worth reading rarely is written on walls that are worth writing on
So if that is true, then believe me now you worth reading graffiti is gone