Here comes the flood    Rivers of mud, baby   Here comes the quake   Evacuate while you still can   Here comes the fire   Our funeral pyre, baby   Here comes the flood   Here comes the blood bath      Here comes the fly   Fifty foot high, baby   Here comes the war   More blood and gore   Than you can stand   Here comes the race   From outer space, baby   It's all over   We're all gonna die      If the good Lord had intended me to live in L.A.    He'd given me a machine gun.    Still, here I am, just another worried little citizen of this modern-day    Pompeii waiting for the melt-down, the show-down   The great American close-down.    When that fault-line that runs right through society's fabric    Finally snaps and the whole damn thing starts unravelling.    Why watch the sports channel when you can watch C.N.N.?   Ladies and gentlemen, the greatest race in history    The race to end all races, in fact the race to end history.    In lane one - the San Andreas Fault, in lane two - Global Recession    In three - El Nino, in four -Chemical War, lane five - Inter-Racial Conflict    Lane six - Auto Immune Deficiency Syndrome    On your marks.    Get Set.    Wait for it..........    Go!      Here comes the flood    Rivers of blood, baby   Here comes the bomb   It wont be long   'Til we're all gone   Here comes the sun   Run baby run, baby   If you believe all that you read   You'll know the end is nigh   We're gonna die!!