This Is the End - The Ghost of Paul Revere

I awoke in my room

Where the heat could kill a man

And I was thinking bout you thinking bout me

So I called up my doctor said

Don’t give me a chance

I dug this grave

And I might as well get in

Cause this ship is sinking past the whiskey

Give me my last cigarette

Tell my mother not to worry

Oh my friends, this is the end, this is the end

Well I was never allowed a guilt free win

And I’ve always hated all the skin I was in

Well pour yourself a glass

We’ll reminisce about the times we had

Cause in the morning I’ll be dead and gone for good

Cause this ship is sinking past the whiskey

Give me my last cigarette

Tell my father it was worth it

Oh my friends, this is the end, this is the end

Oh, I got a gift card for getting cancer

Asked but never given an answer

To whether or not everyone is truly alone

Well this bird has flown, this ship has sunk

Man, tie my hands, leave me dead in the trunk

Just don’t ask me if I’m doing okay

Cause I’m not okay

This ship is sinking past the whiskey

Give me my last cigarette

Tell my sister not to wait for me

This is the end, this is the end, this is the end

Cause this ship is sinking past the whiskey

Give me my last cigarette

Tell my friends that I love them

Oh my friends, this is the end, this is the end