the story ends

Once upon a midnight dreary,
while I pondered weak and weary,
suddenly there came a tapping,
as of someone gently rapping.
Long ago I heard that sound,
often lost,but seldom found,
a haunting voice from minutes past,
Julie had returned at last.

And I was like, "What's up dude?"
And she was like, "Uhhh, I found your comb."
And then I was like, "Shut-Up!"
And then she was like, "Yeah, and stuff."
And then I was like, "Rock on!"

And that's how the story ends,
now you'll hear the score my friends.
We're finding answers, we're setting trends.
I guess that's how the story ends.

How distinctly I remember,
it was in the bleak December,
and each dying ember, wrought its ghost upon the floor.
I heard a voice that chilled my spine,
I saw what I could not define,
a sight I never could contrive,
there she stood at last, alive.
"Where have you been these endless years?"
I asked her, sobbing through my tears.
"I did not die by plague or prison,
what really died is cynicism."

And then I said, "Awesome."
And she was like, "Yeah, I guess.
And by the way, those pants, they belong to my dad.
And they're not really pants,
they're Lederhosen." Hooray!

And that's how the story ends,
now you'll hear the score my friends.
We're finding answers, we're setting trends.
I guess that's how the story ends.

And Combat Chuck has passed away,
his dying wish was "Never play - that song again".
And Kitty-Doggy's put to sleep,
the dinosaurs lay in a heap,
as they slowly go extinct, like me.

And that's how the story ends,
now you know the score my friends.
We found the answers, we set the trends.
I guess this is how the story ends.

Raise a glass for ignorance, drink a toast to fear
The beginning of the end has come that's why we all are here