It's just like a battle zone
 You got a bottle, now you're on your own
 Gotta be a scotch or a kamikaze
 None of those other weapons will faze me

 First of the last calls
 It's in your heart, it's in your mind
 First of the last calls
 Cashing it in before your time

 Hundred hundred hundred bottles on the wall
 You wonder if you can drink them all
 Gotta go home at 1:00 AM
 The bottle wins the battle again