[Verse 1] You made it It's your last day on Earth You killed someone last night And burned down a church Oh, you made it For what it's worth Well, and if it all goes wrong And it looks like we'll soon be gone Then we should all just get along And sing a song I wrote And it goes like this, it goes
[Verse 2] You made it along You got a problem with Peter, you got a problem with John You can't go on All this follow me shit I want to get fucked up at home Be naked alone And turn up my phone Because this song I wrote is just so fucking sick, it goes.. Shoop-doop, shoop-doo, badoobadoo Wait, I got something to say (What's that? Oh shit) I forgot, wait a minute The world's about to end so I'm gonna have to finish I guess if it were nicer, we'd be better off innit? I haven't got a plan, so I'm think I'm gonna wing it Naked, alone with this song I wrote and it goes like this It goes
