GOOD PARTY

Have you ever been to the good party, good bodies
Slept with your friend , made a mistake, quick fake
Ever broke the law but got away that night
Everyone saw but you're down to deny

I don't know why
But I don't cry, anymore
I often lie
But it's inside

Have you ever met with the good part of goodbyes
Slept with your friend and had to say goodnight
Ever bent the truth got caught in a fat lie
Ever made a noose then later on undied

I don't know why
But I don't cry, anymore
I often lie
But it's inside

I've laundered all the good times from the bad
I've kept every mistake logged in my head
I ponder my old man and where he is
I wonder if he's sad or with his kids
Small blunders on the right path Oh they sting
Time wanders into church every Sunday
My boy Malcolm he ran a way to sing
Said kiss my ass to jobs and everything

Have you ever been to the good party, good bodies