Welcome to the Club

To set the scene, the smoke rose
From the cigarette of an intellectual
Shrunk the room, as the residue
Was twisted by the fans

Our hands tied by the liquor, we watched
As the roof seduced, another to

Order a drink and, stumble to the dance floor
In hopes for a partner to gyrate the grand waltz

Portraits on the wall, signed by T.J. and G.W
The previous owners of the bar
Now under the authority of some billionaire
Executive extraordinaire, it's them who choose the alcohol

'Round here

The dogs won't cry, if they see no other way
Despite the pain, and opportunity
That's waiting just on the other side
Don't you see, Can't you see

Where we are it's all a lie

A minor takes a shot, leaves it on the bathroom floor
Takes a look in the mirror, and screams I can't take this
Anymore

And all these girls weighed down by
The ceiling slurs of conservative rules
They get so drunk cuz its the only way
Believe in the daze you've been taught to praise

Life's so easy, just keep heaving
Foxtrot masquerades, perfect little
Barbie-esque bridesmaids