I don’t know if I’ll still exist after the big earthquake hits.
I don’t know where I’m gonna land when the big one hits Los Angeles.
I don’t know where I’m gonna be when California’s floating in the sea,
So kiss me now.
Kiss me now.
We don’t know when, and we don’t know where,
But after every little bitty one, you get a lot of biggie scared.
If seismology is what you know, then you know,
We don’t know how many kisses you’ve got left to blow,
So kiss me now.
Kiss me now.
So the big one is what’s called a megathrust earthquake, and specifically we’re going to worry about one along the Cascadia Subduction Zone. You know, the sloping fault line that runs between the Juan de Fuca and the North American seismic plates. Because, what has preceded practically every major San Andreas Fault earthquake? That’s right. A little bit of jiggling along that Cascadia Subduction Zone. Now, speaking of that San Andreas Fault, it is divided into three sections, the Northern, Central, and Southern, which happens to be where I’m recording this song. Now, the other two sections have suffered a megathrust earthquake in the last century and a half, but this one has been building up pressure for 300 strong. That’s a lot of pressure. That’s a lot of tension. That’s a lot of friction. It sounds like someone needs a megathrust. So if someone’s looking you in the eye with a bit of a twinkle and licking their lips and you get the idea that their intentions might be this side of smoochy, you open up that doorway,
And you stand in it.
Because even if you live you’ll end up on a dirty gurney,
In a sinkhole of a hospital that’s understaffed,
Because all the doctors live in Malibu.
And they went first.
So as you try to wriggle out of a mudslide,
Or free yourself from underneath a bridge,
You’ll be thinking “Why’d I take things slow?
So traditional?”
It would warm my heart a smidge if Rhune were here and he would,
Kiss me now.
Kiss your Mr. before you fall through a fissure.
Kiss me now.
Just like Titanic only volcanic.
Kiss me now.
Here’s a tsunami, so plant one on me.
Kiss me now.
Because I’ll probably be dead.
That’s right.
Yeah, I’ll probably be.