If the world was going to end,
And all life was going to bend,
Then I know what I would do,
And It involves me and you.
Jack is first to arrive,
Then some Yeager to survive,
Whiskey's next on the list,
And captain Morgan won't be missed.
We drink and slurp all night long,
Because there is nothing left to go wrong,
We walk down the empty road,
Talking in our wasted code.
We get lost on this world,
With fingers crossed and legs curled,
Left alone in nowhere land,
Up to our necks in colored sand.
So if the world really did end,
I hope we'd still be best friends,
Because drinking alone is no fun,
So stop your crying and pass the rum.