Lyrics:

this is true oh! this is true it's true mister forever said nothing said I can sing hit it! make it a dead one with words like with words like blood and soldier and mother o.k. o.k. I want to I wanna sleep before the end which is most impolite hit it! make it a dead one if nothing crops up I'll give you a ring you can sing the end o.k. o.k. then I could get all the little animals out of my room hit it! with a broom, with a broom! o.k. o.k. o.k. o.k. put them in a big white sack no visitors came hit it! with words like... like hit it! like hit it! oh! yea... yea hit it... like like thou thou shalt not um like thou shalt not This is the end This This really is the living end This really is the living end like really This is the end and it's still living