I'm gonna keep doing my shit On and on and on and on Till I'm old as shit Like Ronnie Raygun On and on and on and on And When I'm Gone I'm gonna stay fucking gone In the beginning we're all happy But then we all die Drunk from drinking Winded from thinking up lies When we're all together We ask ourselves why Fuck a song Just let the punches fly When I'm fifty son, I won't act like I'm twenty one Like Danielson, Crane kick - Sand the floor Paint the Fence and Wax On Now we all feel shitty But we're still going to die Headaches from hangovers From drinking all night We're all like whatever We don't even try Fuck a song Just let punch lines fly (repeat first chorus) Open up your mouth so I can put my fucking sack in It's a little bit fuzzy so let me adjust the fucking tracking Scratched paint jobs like Asian drivers trying to back in Titans clashing, greek mythology not so in fashion Never outlast Ugly Joe's coming attraction