Hey oh Hey oh Hey oh Hey oh This is not the end There’s no apocalypse And all those kids were full of it I got your hand in my hand No drinks inside It’s how we start a fire with a natural high With hands in our pockets this doesn’t have to be our last dance With hands in our pockets this world doesn’t have to end No grand finale Hands in our pockets we’ll march into the sun Hey oh Hey oh When Monday comes it’s ringing in your head And these battle drums in a world that’s bent I got your hand in my hand No drinks inside It’s how we start a fire with a natural high With hands in our pockets this doesn’t have to be our last dance With hands in our pockets this world doesn’t have to end No grand finale Hands in our pockets we’ll march into the sun March into the sun march into the sun march into the sun With hands in our pockets this doesn’t have to be our last dance With hands in our pockets this world doesn’t have to end No grand finale Hands in our pockets we’ll march into the sun With hands in our pockets we’ll march into the sun Hey oh Hey oh Hey oh Hey oh