Pocketknife

When the coast is goin' under
No, it won’t take long; I will find you now
And when the world is maybe over
When it’s time to fight, I will hold you tight
So tie a ribbon to the shoulder of an oak
And wait a while
You got a pocketknife
I got a lovely wife
It’ll be easy now, it’ll be
You made a bearskin bed
I keep our bellies fed
Times’ll be easy now, it’ll be
So what used to be Chicago
It’s all over now, there’s no one around
And if we don’t have a tomorrow
I won’t cause a fuss, if you don’t make me now
We can find our friends again now
If you walk to the sun
You got a pocketknife
I got a lovely wife
It’ll be easy now, it’ll be…
You made a bearskin bed
I keep our bellies fed
Times’ll be easy now, it’ll be…
There’s nothing stirrin' in the night;
There’s no one here but you and I
What will we do with all our time?
I think we made it to the end of the world
End of the world
You got a pocketknife
I got a lovely wife
It’ll be easy now, it’ll be…
You made a bearskin bed;
I keep our bellies fed
Times’ll be easy now