Death of a popular song Goin' on, every day The end of the narrative film So you say Let's start a ridiculous trend You and I, let's pretend We know what's goin' on Goin' on, goin' on They're pouring into town Just to see it all go down They're milling at the gate Hoping not to be too late They're filling up the street People running with their feet Come to see it all go down Got to see it all go down The end of a magical day It's okay, it's okay The start of a popular song Pulls you in If it's the end of everything Make it good, make it good They're pouring into town Just to see it all go down They're milling at the gate Hoping not to be too late Filling up the street People running with their feet Come to see it all go down Got to see the whole thing crashing down Got to see it all go down See me with their children Underneath the sky of steel Watch the walking wounded Far from shore What they're feeling They're milling at the gate Hoping not to be too late Filling up the street People running with their feet Come to see it all go down Come to see the whole thing crashing down Got to see it all go down If it's the end of everything Make it good, make it good...