Song Lyrics

"We'll be looking at a handful of tragedies before this night is through.
And there'll be one less monument to the world that your parents knew.
It's the end of the world in miniature.
It looks that way from the ground.
And you'd better believe
You're gonna breathe through your sleeve
when that last wall comes down.
And one of these days it will not be contained.
It's the end of the world in miniature.
It looks that way from the ground.
And you'd better believe
you'll have to breathe through your sleeve
when the roof finally comes down.
And one of these days it will not be contained.
There's no way to fix it or turn it around.
No way to reverse it. Nobody knows how.
The crowd disperses as the wind turns around.
Hang on tight.
I guess we're all Kenzos now.
No end in sight.
We're all Kenzos now."

Joel Harold Tannenbaum

The duration of Kenzos is 1:56 minutes and seconds.