Bottoms Up

Who's coming with me, to kick a hole in the sky?
I love the whiskey, let's drink that shit til its dry
So grab a Jim Beam, JD, whatever you need
Have a shot from the bottle, doesn't matter to me
'Nother round, fill 'er 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
Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out
'Nother round, fill 'er up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up!

Oh, 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
'Nother round, fill 'er 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
Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out
'Nother round, fill 'er up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up!

Oh, 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
Drinkin' 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
Drinkin' every drop until it all runs out
'Nother round, fill 'er up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up!
'Nother round, fill 'er up, hammer down, grab a cup, bottoms up!