It's full of all them little bones Nothing's dead down here Baby, eat this chicken slow Happy hour, happy hour is here It's just a little tired Little bones It gets so sticky down here Better butter your cue-finger up It's the start of another new year

I guess happy hour ain’t so happy without her All year ‘round can’t catch a buzz from the suds And the tears they’re pourin’ down on me Send me out to sea and take me to a place where the whiskey’s a little more sour No, I’m drinkin’ this beer Now you

Counting down to zero hour There ain't no superheroes now There ain't no superheroes, they're underground Happy ever after Drink until the taste is gone Where is your Shangri la now? Where is your Shangri la now? (where's your Shangri la?) The sun went