We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we

Going back back to (find myself) (Find myself) Going back back to, going back back Zippin' up my boots Goin' back back to my roots To To the place of my birth Back Back down to to earth Not talkin' about the roots in land I'm talking 'bout the roots in men

The final countdown It's the final countdown (The final countdown) We're leaving together But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back back To earth, earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to to blame

(Back Back down to to earth, back back down to to earth) On our way back back down to to earth So it's up to to you and it's up to to me That we meet in the middle Down Down to earth, earth, down to to earth I never thought that it'd be easy 'Cause we both so distant now And the walls are closing

The final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back back To earth, earth, who can tell?

I said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down down in Jamaica, close to to Mandeville Back Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to to read

(Back Back down to to earth, back back down to to earth) On our way back back down to to earth So it's up to to you and it's up to to me That we meet in the middle Down Down to earth, earth, down to to earth I never thought that it'd be easy 'Cause we both so distant now And the walls are closing

We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back, To earth, earth, who can tell? I guess there is no one to to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown, We're heading for Venus and still we

The final countdown It's the final countdown It's the final count down (Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one) We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back back To earth, earth, who can tell?

I said, "Oh, go Johnny, Johnny B. Goode tonight," yeah Deep down down in Jamaica, close to to Mandeville Back Back up in the woods, on top of a hill There stood an old hut made of earth earth and wood There lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode He never learned to to read