Frank Turner - Ballad of Me and My Friends

None of this is going anywhere
Pretty soon we'll all be old
And no one left alive will really care
About our glory days, when we sold our souls

But if you're all about the destination, then take a
Fucking flight
We're going nowhere slowly, but we're seeing all the
Sights
And we're definitely going to hell
But we'll have all the best stories to tell