Bottom of Our Glass - Fiddler's Green

We’re going down, we’re going down

We’re facing our way, our feet back on the ground

We’re going down, we’re going down

There’s no one who can really stop us now

And if you think that night comes to an end

Then let us sing once again

We’re going down, we’re going down

We’re going down to the bottom of our glass

So swallow down, so swallow down

We’re raising our glasses and pound them on the ground

So swallow down, so swallow down

There’s no one who can really stop us now

And if you think that life makes no sence

Then let us sing once again:

We’re going down, we’re going down

We’re going down to the bottom of our glass

At the dead of night we are drinking here and make the sun rise again

So here’s to you, to my good old friends, I raise my glass to them

We’re going down, we’re going down

We’re facing our way, our feet back on the ground

We’re going down, we’re going down

There’s no one who can really stop us now

And if you think that night comes to an end

Then let us sing once again

We’re going down, we’re going down

We’re going down to the bottom of our glass

At the dead of night we are drinking here and make the sun rise again

So here’s to you, to my good old friends, I raise my glass to them

We’re going down, we’re going down

We’re going down to the bottom of our glass