The hour's getting late
Feels like the hand of fate
Is betting your whole life on dice
The grip is getting loose
Your head is on the noose
They're gonna tell it on the news
Don't drink and drive Ozzy
I know the world is ill
The century stands still
And all you yearn for's not to feel
But don't shed your mama's tears
Don't sleep while switching gears
Volkswagens don't mix well with beers