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 To earth, who can tell?

All together, now we sing in unison This is where you want to see and where you want to be One and two, three and four Go through kaleidoscope, I see you there Five and six, so many, then many more This is where you want to be It's where you want to see

It’s the Ten Duel Commandments One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine The challenge, demand satisfaction If they apologize, no need for further action If they don’t, grab a friend, that’s your second Your lieutenant when there’s reckoning

One, two, three, four, five Six, seven, eight, nine, ten, oops Up and down, I think (On repeat, give me a count) The stuff that they know The one on the right and then turn it up while I'm counting One, four, five, six, seven, eight It's too loud

Half empty plane on New Years Eve The pilot comes on, says the year is almost gone Five, four, three, two, one Looks like it's just me and the whiskey You ain't here to kiss me Five dollar drink and a lonely window seat Love birds in the row in front of

To the ground where you left my heart to bleed Your goin' down down down boy Five, four, three, two, one Bang! Bang! Bang! Boy! Your goin' down, down, down, boy Bang! she shot you. Karma tastes so sweet Karma tastes so bang bang bang boy Bang! she shot

One two three four five Six seven eight nine ten Now in Spanish, then in French We'll say that twice again We love you all (also forwards) I'll be gone about a week Oh, by the way, I brought brought her pillow

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 To earth, who can tell?

Do do do do dodo do But now it's full of evil clowns It's time to start the countdown I'm gonna burn it down down down This used to be a fun house I'm gonna burn it down Nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, fun I dance around this empty

One, two, three, four, five, that's the countdown 'til I slide (slide) When shit get tense, we twist up and we get fried Pork and rinds, how I grew up on my side Ain't no fence just a hundred acres wide Know what I'm saying, know what I'm saying Know