Bottoms up!! We?re on a sinking ship That?s rotted through; Weighed down by the six billion people Who make up this crew All affected with the tyranny
This is a masquerade Of scoundrels, tramps, and thieves Who live only for the taking - Dressed up with masks on raring to go No longer art but a fashion
Tonight let?s scream, For what should be some shared feelings: That love?s not lost; adventures remain; And we live for our own sakes These wages, jobs