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

(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

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

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?

(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

Go Johnny go go Johnny B. Goode Go go go Johnny go Deep down down in Louisiana close to to New Orleans Way back back up in the woods among the evergreens There stood a log cabin made of earth earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode Who never ever

Do you remember me? Guilt, she is the governess that guides me back back to grief Who did you say you were? I didn't catch your name Falling down down to earth earth Down Down from a higher plane Oh, it's been decades Say, what did you see? Oh, I've been so lonely

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

Go go. Go Johnny go Johnny B. Goode Deep down down in Louisiana close to to New Orleans Way back back up in the woods amongst the evergreens There stood an old cabin made of earth earth and wood Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode That never ever learned to

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?