Seems like these days the whole world's on fire Things keep blowing the hell up And while all those rubber neckers and lucky louies stand and slackjaw's staring The real men have the nuts to walk away Yeah Cool guys don't look at explosions They blow things up and then walk away Who's got time to watch an explosion Cause cool guy's errand's that they have to walk too Keep walking, keep shining Don't look back, keep on walking Keep struttin', slow motion The more you ignore it, the cooler you look Ladies and gentlemen Please join me in welcoming, Mr. Neil Diamonds Ha ha ha, where are we Cool guys don't look at explosions They stride forward in their diamond covered boots They wear jumpsuits with glitter and rhinestones And walk away in slow motion. Keep walkin, you're cruisin. Cherry Cherry... Sweet Caroline. Denzel walks... Will Smith walks... Mark Wahlberg is wearin a hat! Keyboard solo, JJ Abrams! Yeah! Now you're talkin' Woohoo! Okay Because, Cool guys don't look at explosions The flames are hot but their heart is chilled Walk fast from the boring explosion And don't think about the people you've killed Two, three four! Aaaaaaaahh...