Death is pretty final. I'm collecting vinyl. I'm gonna DJ at the end of the world. Cause if heaven does exists with a kickin' playlist. I don't wanna miss it at the end of the world. Hey steady steady. Hey steady steady. I don't wanna go until I'm good and ready. It's on my mind. It's in my mind. It's what I found. It's what I find. It's on my mind. It's in my mind. It's what I found. Oh my my my. But "I'll spin my way right throug it". Claims enthusiast Jack Pruitt. As the moths circle the moon. As you're circling the room. Music will provide the light. You cannot resist. You cannot resist. You cannot resist. And the fanzine that get tangled. As you willie and you wangle. In your walk-up in Seattle. Where you fought the nascent bottle. And you threw the thread and throttle. Let us raise another bottle. Raise another bottle. Raise another bottle. Because death is pretty final. I'm collecting vinyl. I'm gonna DJ at the end of the world. Hey steady steady. Hey steady steady. I don't wanna go. Until I'm good and ready. It's on my mind. It's in my mind. It's what I found. It's what I find. It's on my mind. It's in my mind. It's what I found. Oh my my my. Hey steady steady. Hey steady steady. I don't wanna go. Until I'm good and ready. Hey steady steady. Hey steady steady. I don't wanna go. Until I'm good and ready. Music will provide the light. You cannot resist. You cannot resist. You cannot resist. Yeah!