The Pink Cowboys tomorrows not a fucking option

Is theres no tomorrow
I drink my fucking ale
I will shed no sorrow
You look fucking pale
I can feel it, I can see it, I can taste it now
The cowboys coming through
Let us eat the cow
Shed a tear, fuck the fear
End is coming, now its near
Now let´s get prepared
the end is very near
The clock is ticking ticking
I have no fucking fear
Whiskey, beer whiskey, beer
Soon I´m getting stoned
Bottles flying here and there
Prepare to be dethroned
I can see, I can see them, I can see their fire
They´re coming close, Oh my god, it´s me the want to aquire
Burned hell, I yell, as I run the dead streets
Millions dead, through my head, as I hear my heartbeats
Pain, blood, spit smells
I am slowly waking
What the hell where am I
Everytings is aching
All is still as usual
What didn´t I comprehend
Oh crap, what the hell
THe world did not end