Texty: Bowling For Soup. Drunk Enough To Dance. Last Rock Show.

Stand in line behind me
We've got tons of time
To let it all hang out
And cast the demons out

Once we're in the roof falls
I heard that we have
Got to raise it up
And let the fucker burn

And this is sure to take awhile
'Cause if we're going out, we're goin' out with style
So we all jump around, and we fall to the ground
Like it's the last rock show of our lives