Bottoms Up - Nickelback

Hey

Who’s coming with me, to kick a hole in the sky?

I love the whiskey, let’s drink that shit till it’s dry

So grab a Jim Beam, JD, whatever you need

Have a shot from the bottle, doesn’t matter to me

Another round, fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up

This is what it’s all about, no one can slow us down

We ain’t gonna stop until the clock runs out (Bottoms up)

Hell can’t handle all of us, so get your bottles up

Drinking every drop until it all runs out

Another round, fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up

Ooh, bottoms up

So grab your best friends and make your way to the bar

But keep your distance, we’re gonna light it on fire

We’re drinking black tooth, 80 proof, straight gasoline

Slam as much as you can take and hand the bottle to me

Another round, fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up

This is what it’s all about, no one can slow us down

We ain’t gonna stop until the clock runs out (Bottoms up)

Hell can’t handle all of us, so get your bottles up

Drinking every drop until it all runs out

Another round, fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up

Ooh, bottoms up

This is what it’s all about, no one can slow us down

We ain’t gonna stop until they throw us all out

Hell can’t handle all of us, so get your bottles up

Drinking every drop until it all runs out

This is what it’s all about, no one can slow us down

We ain’t gonna stop until the clock runs out (Bottoms up)

Hell can’t handle all of us, so get your bottles up

Drinking every drop until it all runs out

Another round, fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up

Another round, fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up

Hey, bottoms up