From the recording The Apocalypse Cheering Committee
Ian: acoustic guitar, electric 12 string guitar, lead vocals, mandolin, bass, tambourine, mob bellowing
Liza: melodica, harmony vocals
Lyrics
Apocalypse Cheering Committee
(Ian Roure)
We're born to the grid, here's your number kid
It's all laid out take aim, welcome to the game
Locked in to the ground rules as you make your way
What happens when the rules all go away?
We're the Apocalypse Cheering Committee
We'd all be quite happy if society broke down
The poor & the homeless, lords and the gentry
Level the field and see who's winning now
We don't do any harm, we just spead the alarm
We're excited when we hear the end will come next year
Be it an ancient prophecy or dubious new cult
Let's all have a post false prophetic sulk
We're the Apocalypse Cheering Committee
We'd all be quite happy if society broke down
The poor & the homeless, lords and the gentry
Level the field and see who's winning now