(Party like we're already) (Pa-pa-party like we're already dead) They said I need a five-year plan I guess I might as well just kick the can They said I need a nine to five That's death By social suicide The more that I'm drinking The more that I'm thinking Tomorrow might not come at all So we're gonna party like we're already dead We'll be giving them hell, not ready for heaven yet And we're not going to sleep 'Til we're resting in peace So we're gonna party like we're already dead R.I.P. (Party like we're alread', alread') (Party like we're alread') R.I.P. (Party like we're already) (Pa-pa-party like we're already dead) Where do you run when there's nowhere to escape and ya' Stuck in a nightmare and better off awake, I been Up for days, now my legs starting to shake, there's a Stairway to heaven but at least I'll be in shape, I'ma Grab an eighth and a fifth of some bourbon And watch churches slowly turn to a circus The curtains pulled and now everyone's purging And letting go of all of their burdens, now The more that I'm drinking The more that I'm thinking Tomorrow might not come at all So we're gonna party like we're already dead We'll be giving them hell, not ready for heaven yet And we're not going to sleep 'Til we're resting in peace So we're gonna party like we're already dead R.I.P. (Party like we're alread', alread') (Party like we're alread') R.I.P. (Party like we're already) (Pa-pa-party like we're already) R.I.P.