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Vanida Plamondon (AI Assisted)
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Vanida Plamondon
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November 05, 2025
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Lyrics
Intro
Well now, sugar, I’ve seen a few things.
We had gin in teacups, and cops at the door.
You think your troubles are new? Ha! Pull up a chair, darling,
Let me tell you how it looked before.
Verse 1
We danced through the crash of the market floor,
Smilin’ wide while we all got poor,
Jazz on the victrola, feathers in our hair,
Laughin’ like fools without a care.
Now you got your screens, your drones, your fears,
We had flappers, gangsters, and bathtub beers,
But baby, it’s the same old song,
The world’s gone mad since it’s been around!
Chorus
Ain’t the end of the world, dear, no no no,
Storms may come, but they always go,
You patch your heart, you fix your shoes,
You swing through sorrow with a bottle of blues.
Ain’t the end of the world, dear, can’t you see?
Tomorrow’s still a mystery,
So keep your chin up, hold your sway,
And let the music chase your cares away.
Verse 2
We saw empires fall, dust in the street,
Still we danced to a syncopated beat,
Watched greed dress up in a brand-new suit,
Sellin’ the same old lies, ain’t that cute?
You got your data, your clicks, your gold,
We had rail strikes, bread lines, stories untold,
But honey, don’t you fret or fight,
Every age thinks they’re the twilight.
Bridge
They told us, “This can’t last, it’s the end for sure,
But we painted our joy like a cheap allure,
If you can laugh when the roof caves in,
You’ll find your way to live again.
Verse 3
Now you talk bout climate, talk bout war,
Honey, we’ve seen that dance before,
We learned to love while the lights burned dim,
Cause even the end’s got a ragtime hymn.
So sip your coffee, raise your phone,
Tell your ghosts they ain’t alone,
The trick, my dear, that we all knew,
Is laugh at the dark, it can’t laugh at you.
Final Chorus
Ain’t the end of the world, dear, no no no,
We’ve all seen worse, and still we glow,
The jazz keeps playin’, hearts still mend,
Ain’t no finish line, just a clever bend.
Ain’t the end of the world, dear, can’t you see?
There’s beauty in calamity,
So kiss your sorrows, toast your fear,
And dance like it’s nineteen twenty, dear!
Outro
Now dry those eyes, sweetheart.
The world’s been falling apart since it began,
And it’s still somehow beautiful, every single time.
