| What would you say, if this was the end? |
| Would you hold it all in, trying to smile |
| Would you stand alone, you against the world |
| While the floor’s caving in |
| While all around’s enflamed |
| Sink into noise |
| Go deaf to the world |
| Would you go have a ball, off dancing with absent friends |
| Would you stand alone, you against the world |
| What would you say, if this was the end? |
| Maybe those words, still ring in your ears? |
| Was that 24 hours, or was it years and years? |
| Gyoza for you |
| A Gyoza for me |
| Two spoons with the soup |
| And we’ll share the rice |
| Don’t you know hope, comes up from despair |
| No you ain’t a fool to cry |
| You can’t keep it all inside |
| So say fuck 'em all |
| And give me a smile |
| You can’t keep on holding on |
| Of course it hurts it’s gone |
| We’ll raise a toast |
| Up to absent friends |
| But it ain’t today |
| And this ain’t the end |
| Kapa maki, yakitori, and a beer |
| Lookout my friend |
| It’s starting again |
| Remember hope, comes up from despair |
| No you ain’t a fool to cry |
| You can’t keep it all inside |
| So say fuck 'em all, and give me a smile |
| You can’t keep on holding on |
| Of course it hurts it’s gone |
| Sometimes we fuck up |
| Sometimes we luck out |
| Sometimes the cavalry, just can’t be arsed |
| Be Diana Prince, and I’ll be James Bond |
| And Q will find a way, to beat the odds |
| We’ll raise a toast |
| Up to absent friends |
| But it ain’t today |
| And this ain’t the end |