Bring out your dead I shout again Will this ever end? Rotting corpses everywhere But I knew how to transcend
Round and round, the bottle goes Drown, drown all hope and sorrow
Mad men on the streets Keep herding their sheep High or low, we're all gonna go Down at least for six feet
Like thunder in a pint Divine truth I will find Lifelong misery It is not out destiny
Joy to the world, God is dead So let's drink until the bitter end
They whip you with their made-up sins They beat you until you finally give in But know that there is another path Filled with joy and not the grandeur of misery Wake up and see Drink with me In our wanton harmony
