The End

The End
Is this what life is all about?
A TV-chef, a homestyled house
The LCD flat on your wall
Will it make you reach the inner core?
Is this what we´re supposed to do?
Forever being on the move
Doing the only thing we know
Our latest version of the truth
We´re just a bunch of normal guys
Who never seemed to learn
To keep our voices down
So here it is, our pride and glory
The finest piece of art we´ve ever done
I tell you man, it wasn´t easy
I never thought we´d bring this sucker home
Now it´s time to face the curtain
Was it worth the pain?
It could always be more perfect
But here it is, our end
You´re welcome to The End