This whisky's sour
Amateur hour
Raise a glass and toast your friends
Someday we will fight again, well
Your enemies, your tragedies
Pocketknives and rusty chains
Where the hell is the old gang at?

And all the losers can't even win for losing
And the beginners don't even know what song they're singing

When there's no-one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

When there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

This broken scene
Is turning green
Brass knuckles left in the rain
Death wish kids among the living
I wanna ride on a divided
Anything but the mainstream
"Where the fuck is your old gang, man?"

And all the losers can't even win for losing
And the beginners don't even know what song they're singing

When there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

When there's no-one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

So long
You didn't even say goodnight
So long
There's no where to go when you're hiding in plain sight

When there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

When there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

When there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound

When there's no one left around
And you're the last gang in town
And your heart can't even break
When it doesn't even pound