Nickelback

Hey who's coming with me to make a hole in the sky
I love the whisky
Let's drink up till it's dry
So grab a Jim Beam, J.B., whatever you need
Have a shot from the bottles doesn't matter to me,
Gather round fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup
Bottoms up!
[Chorus:]
This is what it's all about
No one can slow us down
We Ain't Gonna Stop until the club runs out of JACK
They can't handle all of us, so get your bottoms up
Drink it every drop until it all runs out
Gather round, fill her up, hammer down, grab a cup
Bottoms up!
Bottoms up!
So grab your best friend, and make your way to the bar
And get your fishnet, we're gonna light it on fire
We're taking black truth,
Ain't it proof, straight gasoline