Space-bros have to drink.
Can’t feel anything, let’s start the roam.
I push butan, I push butaaann.
I’m the one left behind
The butan I pressed was not my jump drive
My air is gone! It was my damn airlock!
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, drink
Throw 'em back...