It's just like a battle zone

You got a bottle, now you're on your own

Gotta be a scotch or a kamikaze

None of those other weapons will faze me



First of the last calls

It's in your heart, it's in your mind

First of the last calls

Cashing it in before your time



Hundred hundred hundred bottles on the wall

You wonder if you can drink them all

Gotta go home at 1:00 am

The bottle wins the battle again