Shotgun Gulch

What'll you do when the world's gonna end?
No hope left and nothing left to defend
Head to the gulch and invite all your friends
Shotgun a beer, shed a tear, make amends
It's time to party, it's time to thrash
It's time to burn this fucking world to ash
Ain't gonna worry 'bout the gutbucket blues
Wash it all down with a gallon of booze

You're gonna drink 'til you start to convulse
Mosey on down to Shotgun Gulch

You need a reason, a reason to live
You've got a mind like a rusted out sieve
And a liver that refuses to live

Take a swig, take a sip, take a gulp
Turn your brain into a pulsating pulp
Say goodbye, the end is nigh
Drown it all down with a quarter of rye

You're gonna drink 'til your kidneys avulse
Mosey on down to Shotgun Gulch
You're gonna drink 'til you don't have a pulse
Mosey on down to Shotgun Gulch

Apocalypse comes
Nowhere to run
The end has begun
Eat a shotgun

Do it!
(solo Digestor)
(solo Dissector)

You're gonna drink 'til you start to convulse
Mosey on down to Shotgun Gulch
You're gonna drink 'til you don't have a pulse
Mosey on down to Shotgun Gulch
You're gonna drink 'til your kidneys avulse
Mosey on down to Shotgun Gulch