07 crazy party - vampire deer
December 14, 2017 5:45 AM
some people keep going until they can't - i wound up watching more than i did, but got to the point where i couldn't watch either
ok, this fat bearded guy in the white suit
thinks he's hunter thompson
writing up his little bar hopping nights
in the college paper for pay
telling me to taste, taste the new york
pinstripe of something great
while my friends are melting on the floor
from the quaaludes, i think it was
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
well, this guy he's talking about
finding a peanut butter jar of cocaine
and snorting it over some weekend
with his motely crew of friends
and then this other guy sits on my lap
and says i'm a prick and i'm not good at it
if i was good at it, it would be ok
but i'm not and so it's a problem
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
we're making it up as we go along
at the benefit tonight
and i already puked up the absynthe
that john smuggled in from france
and some guy who thinks he's bruce springsteen jr
just threatened to kick the band's ass
if we didn't shut up during poetry
but we were told they needed atmosphere
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
new year's eve, everyone's decided
the bus won't run, we can't afford the insurance
but we got money for beer
but no marge no pamolive for the stacked up dishes
steve's a fastball pitcher for the team
he's hurtling those bottles so they smash
then he goes to the sink and destroys all the plates
in a fit of grief and anger
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
we're stoned all the time, we're drunk every night
and the bombs are all ready to go
from sea to glowing sea
we're all sacrificial lambs
our whole fucking lives nothing's been right
our whole fucking lives nothing's been right
our whole fucking lives nothing's been right
and still those bastards want more
and it's a crazy party, we're drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope we don't throw up
we're crazy people, american all the way
oooh, it's the downer party, lock up your kids and run
here come dennis and debbie downer
and they're here to have some fun
ok, this fat bearded guy in the white suit
thinks he's hunter thompson
writing up his little bar hopping nights
in the college paper for pay
telling me to taste, taste the new york
pinstripe of something great
while my friends are melting on the floor
from the quaaludes, i think it was
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
well, this guy he's talking about
finding a peanut butter jar of cocaine
and snorting it over some weekend
with his motely crew of friends
and then this other guy sits on my lap
and says i'm a prick and i'm not good at it
if i was good at it, it would be ok
but i'm not and so it's a problem
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
we're making it up as we go along
at the benefit tonight
and i already puked up the absynthe
that john smuggled in from france
and some guy who thinks he's bruce springsteen jr
just threatened to kick the band's ass
if we didn't shut up during poetry
but we were told they needed atmosphere
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
new year's eve, everyone's decided
the bus won't run, we can't afford the insurance
but we got money for beer
but no marge no pamolive for the stacked up dishes
steve's a fastball pitcher for the team
he's hurtling those bottles so they smash
then he goes to the sink and destroys all the plates
in a fit of grief and anger
and it's a crazy party, i'm drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope i don't throw up
i'm a crazy person, i'm going to be certified some day
we're stoned all the time, we're drunk every night
and the bombs are all ready to go
from sea to glowing sea
we're all sacrificial lambs
our whole fucking lives nothing's been right
our whole fucking lives nothing's been right
our whole fucking lives nothing's been right
and still those bastards want more
and it's a crazy party, we're drinking too much
it's a crazy night, i hope we don't throw up
we're crazy people, american all the way
oooh, it's the downer party, lock up your kids and run
here come dennis and debbie downer
and they're here to have some fun
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