Kisschasy. Doomsday. Zeneszám

Cheer up, it's not yet, doomsday
I won't be gone, too long
Let go, open your parachute
The wind guides us into the sun, the sun

Breathe in, open your ventilin
I can see your house from here
I felt that perfect landing place
Sing out, so, all below, can hear
Can hear, can hear, can hear

And didn't you know
That, this is what I do
And didn't you know
That we will lose

And didn't you know
That this is what I do
And didn't you know
That we will lose, we will lose
We will lose, we will lose