Panic Broadcast Lyrics – The Paris Accord

Panic Broadcast Lyrics by The Paris Accord

This isn’t part of the show
I really just thought you should know
There’s fire in the sky
And no one can figure out why

I’ll let you get back to your party
I’ll check back in momentarily
There’s a man on the scene
In Trenton, New Jersey

It’s a panic broadcast again
And it’s on every station
It’s the end of the world
It’s a fake call to arms

It’s the gospel of false alarms
Our man has fled up the hill
Over towards Grover’s Mill
And you would not believe the things that he has seen

We shouldn’t be speaking of Martians
This is how rumors gеt started
And the cowards run through town
Making Orson proud

It’s a panic broadcast again
And it’s on evеry station
It’s the end of the world
It’s a fake call to arms

It’s the gospel of false alarms
I’m doing the best I can with this information
On this radio station
It’s a panic broadcast again

And it’s on every station
It’s a war of the worlds
It’s a fake call to arms
It’s a panic broadcast again

And it’s on every station
It’s a war of the worlds
It’s a fake call to arms
It’s the gospel according to false alarms
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The Paris Accord Lyrics – Panic Broadcast

The Paris Accord

Panic Broadcast