Can't Kill a Dead Party
I'm not in fucking sane
And I'm willing to go the distance to prove it
An evil soul with chaotic ways
But non could compare to the human race
Too soon get the party started at noon
Don't have to worry everyone gets a noose
Everyone agrees the world's gone too soon
But I'm the crazy one when I say
This party's been a bust since before I arrived
Just kill off what's left of the mood
I'll finish off this glass and I'll
Send off with a dash of class
Can't kill a Dead Party
I'm not in fucking sane
And I'll fucking kill you to keep it that way
If you ain't got a place to stay we'll put you under ground
Now you got a loving home
Invite all your friends
Now the party's started
Riddle me this we die to live
In a world that's killing everyone
Get your pills and a shovel to dig your own graves
Cause if you can't turn a profit we're not worth the air we breathe
This party's been a bust since before I arrived
Just kill off what's left of the mood
I'll finish off this glass and I'll
Send off with a dash of class
Can't kill a Dead Party
(We're not worth the air we breathe)
This party's been a bust since before I arrived
Just kill off what's left of the mood
I'll finish off this glass and I'll
Send off with a dash of class
Can't kill a Dead Party
And I'm willing to go the distance to prove it
An evil soul with chaotic ways
But non could compare to the human race
Too soon get the party started at noon
Don't have to worry everyone gets a noose
Everyone agrees the world's gone too soon
But I'm the crazy one when I say
This party's been a bust since before I arrived
Just kill off what's left of the mood
I'll finish off this glass and I'll
Send off with a dash of class
Can't kill a Dead Party
I'm not in fucking sane
And I'll fucking kill you to keep it that way
If you ain't got a place to stay we'll put you under ground
Now you got a loving home
Invite all your friends
Now the party's started
Riddle me this we die to live
In a world that's killing everyone
Get your pills and a shovel to dig your own graves
Cause if you can't turn a profit we're not worth the air we breathe
This party's been a bust since before I arrived
Just kill off what's left of the mood
I'll finish off this glass and I'll
Send off with a dash of class
Can't kill a Dead Party
(We're not worth the air we breathe)
This party's been a bust since before I arrived
Just kill off what's left of the mood
I'll finish off this glass and I'll
Send off with a dash of class
Can't kill a Dead Party
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Writer(s): Jacob Ekleberry
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