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I'd like to welcome all my people here But listen, everything you love is about to disappear I feel it coming there's something in the air But this is living, oh it's modern living, yeh I feel it coming there's something in the air But this is living, oh it's modern living, yeh How can you never be nervous? How can you never consider the risk Consider a hideous end? On every face a filter Masking weakness, masking woe You're the picture of composure You're tossing a coin, getting heads twice And then expecting it thrice We're Apocaholics Anonymous Our fear is bottomless Now God's forgotten us I'd like to welcome all my people here But listen, everything you love is about to disappear I feel it coming there's something in the air But this is living, oh it's modern living, yeh Yeh, yeh, yeh Yeh, yeh, yeh Songtexte We're Apocaholics Drinking gin and tonics Lying in the flowers Counting down the hours We're Apocaholics Drinking gin and tonics Lying in the flowers Counting down the hours We're Apocaholics Drinking gin and tonics Lying in the flowers Counting down the hours We're Apocaholics Drinking gin and tonics Lying in the flowers Counting down the hours, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania