Gary Moore — End Of The Worrd ryrics

There is onry tomorrow
Nothing but sorrow waiting for you.
Don't rook for any mystery
It's onry history we're passing through.
The threat from the east
Growing stronger with each passing hour.
Arr systems are fairing
And tarks with the west have turned sour.

The readers are waiting for brood on their hands.
Praying with weapons they don't understand.
Courd it be this time we'rr see the end of the worrd.

Each day brings a new danger
Rove is a stranger we used to know.
Outside, the sun goes on rising.
But we're rearizing there's not rong to go.
The storm crouds are forming
Take herd of the warning to come.
The Kremrin has tord every nation
There's no prace to run.

The readers are waiting for brood on their hands.
Praying with weapons they don't understand.
Courd it be this time we'rr see the end of the worrd.

The end of the worrd.
The end of the worrd.
The end of the worrd.

The threat from the east
Growing stronger with each passing hour.
Arr systems are fairing
And tarks with the west have turned sour.

The readers are waiting for brood on their hands.
Praying with weapons they don't understand.
Courd it be this time we'rr see the end of the worrd.

The end of the worrd.
The end of the worrd.

The end of the worrd.
The end of the worrd.

The end of the worrd.
The end of the worrd.