Gin Atomic

Let's face the facts, there'll be werewolves at our backs We were heartthrobs pulling bank jobs in the past So we'll hunker down, build a bunker out of town Pour some concrete, dig it real deep in the ground And it's just you and me Drinking gin and tonic supersonically And the Fat Guy with the evil eye makes three But we'll venture out for the lawyer and the scout When they're pinned down and they're thinned down to their doubts Then comes the night when the moon runs out of light 'Til the day breaks and the son takes up the fight And it's just you and me Drinking gin and tonic catatonically And the cat with chronic feline reveille And it's just you and me Drinking strictly tonic un-ironically In the hot seat, warming up our cold, cold feet And on the day when the nukes are on their way I'm eleven, or eighty-seven, hard to say But it's just you and me Drinking gin and tonic electronically And the Fat Guy will be the first damn thing we'll see