Hootin' at Oblivion (LIVE in Hell)

"Yeah, hindsight's twenty fuckin' twenty." "This is Hootin' at fuckin' Oblivion!" [Verse 1] Every owl knows the day he dies, It’s written in the wind and the blackened skies. Saw my guts and gizzard bled in the bog— But Scuzzy fuckin' brought me back, out of the fog. "hoooooooooooo!" [Verse 2] I touched that spoon green runes and hexed, It showed me Doom that left me vexed. Feathers tighten, stiff and dry— They're dressin' up for the world to die. [Chorus] Hootin’ on borrowed time, Claws grippin’ tight to a fragile vine. The sky fuckin' falls, the bell fuckin' chimes— But I keep hootin’ on borrowed time. [Verse 3] Toby knows, I fuckin' told him the truth! Might as well, 'cause it's his fuckin' spoon. Fuckin' feathers too old to bear it alone— Needin' the help of my buddy, Toby Bones. [Chorus] Hootin’ on borrowed time, Claws grippin’ tight to a fragile vine. The sky fuckin' falls, the bell fuckin' chimes— But I keep hootin’ on borrowed time. [Bridge] I've had one death, know its the end. So I know we're fucked, oblivion. So let's drink the flame, kiss the wire— Dance half-dead on the fuckin' world's pyre. If fate's locked in, we've got a week. So let's laugh, let's cry, let's fuck, let's shriek. Let's do it all, long as we're able— So clear the bar. Leave it all on the fuckin' table! "Hoooooooo! Hoooooooooooo!" [Verse 4] I've made love to a jukebox twice— But I was drunk, no need for thrice. Romance, well, fuckin' had that... once! "Come on, Bonesy, let's find them nuns!" [Verse 5] We tear through desert, feathers flyin'— Don't have much time, 'cause soon we're dyin'. No hope! So what? No chance? Get fucked! I'm Dookie the owl with the devil's luck! [Chorus] Hootin’ on borrowed time, Wings in the smoke, Prudie on my mind, No tomorrow, but Bonesy—there's tonight. Still hootin’ on borrowed time. [Final Chorus] Hootin’ on borrowed time! (Hoot once, hoot twice!) Hootin’ on borrowed time! (Feathers fuckin' flyin’, feelin’ fine!) Hootin’ on borrowed time! (Hoot once, hoot twice!) Hootin’ on borrowed time! (Feathers fuckin' flyin’, feelin' fine!) Hootin’—hootin’—on borrowed ti-i-i-ime...