Everywhere you go, any radio station or TV channel you flip to today will most likely be playing the same song all day long — R.E.M.’s “It’s The End Of The World”!

The popular ’90s hit has become the unofficial theme song to mark Dec. 21st, the end of the world according to the Mayan prediction, but the only thing is, it’s nearly impossible to sing along to!

For as long as the song has been around, singer Michael Stipe’s wordy, uptempo lyrics have stumped even the most seasoned Karaokers, and most people give up after a few lines, as perfectly demonstrated in this clip from Tommy Boy.

Since you’ll be hearing this song over and over today, it’s the perfect time to finally learn all the song’s lyrics beyond shouting the only line anyone knows — “LEONARD BERSTEIN!” — Right? Right.

So play the video below and sing along to the sing along to the complete lyrics via lyricsfreak.com below!

That’s great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane
And Lenny Bruce is not afraid
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn
World serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs.
Feed it off an aux speak, grunt
No strength the ladder starts to clatter with the fear, fight down height.
Wire in a fire, representing seven games with a government for hire and a combat site.
Left of West and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered crop.
Look at that low playing! Fine then.
Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it’ll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself.
World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed.
Dummy with the rapture and the reverent in the right – right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light,
Feeling pretty psyched.

It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o’clock – TV hour.
Don’t get caught in foreign towers.
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn.
Locking in uniforming, book burning, blood letting.
Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive.
Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crush. Uh oh,
This means no fear – cavalier.
Renegade, steer clear!
A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives
And I decline.

It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide.
Mountains sit in a line
Leonard Bernstein.
Leonid Breshnev, Lester Bangs and Lenny Bruce.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right?
Right.

It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine… fine…