You can say to me the world will cease to be
Near the end of 2012
And you can tell the Claus the season has some flaws
So he wouldn’t have to hire union elves

You can tell the world its end has been unfurled
We will never see another day
Or you can tell the folks the whole thing was a hoax
They biggest doomsday hoax since Y2K

But don't tell the clock, the lyin’ Mayan clock
The long count’s all it understands
And if you tell the clock, that lyin’ Mayan clock
World might blow up and kill all man
Woo!

You can tell the geeks, predicted by the Greeks
Throw in ancient Romans for the hey
That Harold Camping guy admitted to his lie
I never quite believed it anyway

Remember Hillary? Poitiers, not Sidney
Don’t even get me started, Y2K
The movie Roland made, 2012 ain’t great
The plot was worse than Independence Day

Don't tell the clock, that lyin’ Mayan clock
Dave Letterman just had his laugh
Predictors got four more, before we are no more
And seven more right after that
Boo!

Don't trust a clock, an aging breaking clock
These “prophets” just don’t understand
And if you trust these crocks, these lyin’ Mayan crocks
You might blow up and Tweet like damn

Don't beat the clock, that lyin’ Mayan clock
I just don't trust the word of man
They‘re going by a clock, an ancient, clanky clock
You best grow up and be a man
Boo-Hoo!