Don't wanna hear your predictions 'Cause I don't wanna know 2012? A billion years? Maybe tomorrow? Prophets of doom and scientists will hypothesise their dates Cold facts or storybook tales Will conclude their fate When we finally reach oblivion I just want to be oblivious Bury my head deep in the sand I just want to be oblivious I don't matter how much time you spend Narrowing down dates and time The only certainty is the end And I don't need a final warning What good would that do? No prayers to be said, no rights to be read No tears to be shed for you When we finally reach oblivion I just want to be oblivious Bury my head deep in the sand I just want to be oblivious I don't matter how much time you spend Narrowing down dates and time The only certainty is the f**ing end And I just want to be oblivious