You know it, when it's over
Doors are closing, feel the sober
Staring at you
You better take, one last good look
One more round and it's bottles to the ground
Smashing of the glass, What a supersonic sound
You gotta pull the plug when it's time to die
Wo-ho-ho-ho-bottles to the ground
Theres a suitcase, on the sidewalk
There's a record, in a milkcrate
She'll be staying
You'll be throwing wiskey over one lip
One more round then it's bottle to the ground
Smashing of the glass a perfect imperfect sound
You gotta pay the Piper when the rats are gone
Wo-ho-ho-ho-bottles to the ground
One more round then it's bottle to the ground (x100000)