Quick get in the car We’ll go to the bar And get lost in the lights we’ll get lost in the crowd No need to talk You can’t even walk In this place and the music’s a little too loud The people all look Like they’re somebody big With more important places to be But we all look the same to me Somehow unimpressed With how I am dressed I don’t put much stock in the way that I seem Let’s move to the back And find us a seat Cause my legs become weak from the poise that I lack We’re 5 minutes in I’m ready to go I’ll drive cause I don’t have the stomach to swallow The rest of my drink, or choke down the things That I see, of the emptiness portrayed A world bathed in blue A world bathed in green And drowning in drink and promiscuity Why are you here and What does this mean You’re probably better than this anyway Drinking on Friday Singing on Sunday Living with yourself Tuesday and Monday Only until your next chance for a break To sever reality, put on some make up and don the big lie | 
