When you feel like a written off actor on Deadwood
About to get fed to the pigs
When that preacher's bustin' hell
Toutin' just cowbells
Stop his trails in front of your digs
There's this place you can go called Tierra Del Feugo
Down in the Southern Hemisphere
It's kinda Troy without Helen
Past the Straits of Magellan
Things are always looking up down there
And there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl
Forget the temples and the golf pants
Over there in Montreal
There's a party at the end of the world
It seems like I've run out of reasons to be here
So I'm just going to steal from myself
If your attitude has fallen
There's a latitude that's calling
Take yourself past that continental shelf
Now the band that we hired
Is playing so inspired
Eskimos and eunuchs from Bangkok
Have this location so nice
We won't run out of ice
'Cause Antarctica is just around the block
And there's a party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do the tango twirl
So don't make that big mistaika
And wind up with Miss Jamaica
At the party at the end of world
Flying machines, yellow submarines
Fresh girls in cowboy decor
RSVP isn't needed you see
And the crowd they're just yelling for more
(?)
Now in case you hadn't heard
Things are getting quite absurd
No one really shocks us that's for sure
Roadside bombers and tsunamis
Oh god How I miss those Commies
No one really plays fair anymore
But I've spoken to the yogis
Had a conversation with our roadies
Who assure me that our arrangements are complete
So the things and the stories down the road or Roaring 40's
And you best reserve that cherished window seat
To the party at the end of the world (end of the world)
Where the locals do that tango twirl
?
When there's native girls to capture
There's a party at the end of the world
Who cares if there's no fire
We'll be rocking in Ushuaia
At the party at the end
We surely can attend
The party at the end of the world
