My feet are aching, and your back is pretty tiredAnd we've drunk a couple bottles, babe, and set our grief asideThe papers say it's doomsday, the button has been pressedWe're gonna nuke each other up, boys, to old saints and depressedAnd here it is, our final night aliveAs the earth burns to the groundOh boy, it's youThat I loveAs the apple hurtsOh boy, it's youI watch you liveAs the worldAs the worldCages inYou put your fine suitOnI paint my fingernailsOh, we're going out in style, babeAnd everything's been soWe creep up on extinctionI pull your arms right inI weep and say goodnight, loveWhile my organs pack it inAnd here it is, our final night aliveAnd as the earth burns to the groundOh boy, it's youThat I live withAs the apple hurts, yeahOh boy, it's youI watch you live withAs the worldAs the worldCages in