Beginning Of The End Of The Empire

B C#m B A 2x B At the beginning of the end of the empire C#m I was a fortune teller, a paper seller B A A two-bit criminal B I was a part-time taker of temperatures C#m A temporary apothecary B A A vintage vagabond C#m B The more they said it all would change C#m B The more things seemed to stay the same C#m B A B At the beginning of the end of the empire C#m We had a good thing going, a campfire showing B A A coin-op cabaret B We had a big top temple of tambourines C#m With 3-D glasses and lifetime passes B A To midnight matinees C#m B So by the hour the band would play C#m B Into the dark we'd steal away C#m B As things exploded far away A We turned on lights and called it day E We turned them off and called it night F# E So come down F# E C#m We're hanging around at the end of the world B F# Burning alive E F# B A E And everyone is singing, C#m F# "How're we gonna stop this thing?" B C#m B A 2x F# B F# E So come down F# E We're hanging around F# E So come down F# E We're hanging around F# E So come down F# E We're hanging around F# E So come down F# E We're hanging around F# E Come down F# E F# We're hanging around at the end of the world E Come down F# E F# We're hanging around at the end of the world E So come down F# E We're hanging around and everyone sang B C#m B A