Lyrics:

Seems like these days the whole world's on fire
Things keep blowing the hell up
And while all those rubberneckers and looky loos stand slack jawed 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
Whose got time to watch an explosion?
There's cool guy errands that they have to walk to

Keep walking, keep shining
Don't look back, keep on walking
Keep strutting, slow motion
The more you ignore it, the cooler you look

Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming
Mr. Neil Diamond!
Ha ha ha, where are we?

Cool guys don't look at explosions
They stride forward in their diamond covered boots
They wear jumpsuits of glittery rhinestones
And walk away in slow motion

Keep walking, you're cruisin'
'Cherry, Cherry,' 'Sweet Caroline'
Denzel walks, Will Smith walks
Mark Wahlberg is wearing a hat

Keyboard solo, J.J Abrams!
(Yeah!)
(Now you're talking!)
(Woo-Hoo!)
(Okay!)

Because cool guys don't look at explosions
The flames are hot but their heart is chill
Walk fast from that boring explosion
And don't think about the people you've killed

Two, three, four!