Party With Your Parents

Lonely people tell you it's a
Lonely world
Guys with ponytails, and
Stupid girls
Plebeian aftertaste from the
Dregs of the cup
One bottle of dive, dive down, so let's
Open another one up

Never sure what to say, to say
What you mean
Always so many paths to take
Always caught in-between
But there's a party with your parents
Upstairs
Your dad's talkin' terrorists
And international affairs

I don't wanna be alone tonight
I don't wanna be alone tonight
But there's a party with your parents