Text: Bishop Allen. Eve Of Destruction.

King Chris Coyne, Total Shams, and Shoeless Jed
Wise Chyld King, Sean and Reshma, Coll and Brian
Darkhorse Jack setting things on fire at Glass
Fernie's got a drink, and Blake's got a wedding ring
Darya the Mad Russian, Lissa, who gave up her naps
Dia Sokol, Dan Mooney, Errol, and ol' Jackpot Junior
Doung and Nell, Randy Bell, drums by Microsoft Excel, and Margaret Welles
Lynchburg, Williamsburg, Park Dr., and Austin Texas, car alarms on Grand Street
English 10a, Piper, Rege, Matt, and K
Getting weird with the Buj, all the folks down at DuMont
Bonnie, who sings on our record, Sam and Max, the Therien fam
Young Farrington, Blair, Myles' brother, and Myles
Amie Barrodale, and everyone we know named Christian
James and Clayton, Hamm's, and the Champagne School

And I tell you over and over and over again, my friend
That I'm down with you, even on the eve of destruction

And if this moment is gone in a flash
And my hand in yours becomes ash in ash
And everyone becomes just dust in the blast
At least this day will be our last

Maybe St. Peter won't let us in
Saying Heaven's a place for the innocent
Then we'll have a dance, yeah a dance, on the head of a pin
And God will grin and shoo us away