Post Apocalyptic Party
My eyes are bloodshot, blinded from the foil
Sick from the nuclear waste
I see you rising, everything is wasted
Now it's time to dig in and survive
Oh you might as well dig slow
It doesn't matter 'cause it wouldn't do any good
Every new funeral, everyone is equal
The gods can't save you now
Post apocalyptic, party 'til you're dead
When the world has gone to hell, and there's nowhere left to turn
This is our final countdown 'til we die
When you know your days are numbered
Make every second last, this is our final countdown 'til we die
Time was up when they flipped the switch
And the whole world was set on fire
Rather mad no one took the blame
At least every politician's dead
Days go by, oh it doesn't matter
Best not to dwell on the past
Apocalypse has happened
Now we're just insisting: lest's get this party started
Post apocalyptic, party 'til you're dead
When the world has gone to hell, and there's nowhere left to turn
This is our final countdown 'til we die
When you know your days are numbered
Make every second last, this is our final countdown 'til we die
When the world has gone to hell, when there's nowhere left to turn
When you know your days are numbered, make every second last
When the world has gone to hell, when there's nowhere left to turn
Make every second last, this is our final countdown
This is our final countdown (10, 9, 8)
This is our final countdown (7, 6)
This is our final countdown (5, 4)
'til we die (3, 2, 1)
When the world has gone to hell, and there's nowhere left to turn
This is our final countdown 'til we die
When you know your days are numbered
Make every second last, this is our final countdown 'til we die
This is our final countdown (x3)
'til we die
