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Days N' Daze

Weslayan

 

Weslayan

(album: Here Goes Nothin' - 2010)


Let's go on down to Wesleyan
And play a little music
And we'll make a little booze cash
On the side
Dumpster up that coffee cup
Fill it up and bottoms up
A six of cobra's just 3.99

We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash

Now I can't wait to get
Back on the highway
Insist the world keeps
Spinning our way

Nothing can stop us
Nothing can stop us
From partying
So crank that music up to 10
And pass that space bag
'Round again
Killer tunes and booze and friends
Hope these good times never end
Pass out drunk at 3am
Wake up and do it all again

We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash

Why slow down
When we could just run faster
This life we lead is a
Beautiful disaster

Let's go on down to Wesleyan
And play a little music
And we'll make a little booze cash
On the side
Dumpster up that coffee cup
Fill it up and bottoms up
A six of cobra's just 3.99

We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash

Now I can't wait to get
Back on the highway
Insist the world keeps
Spinning our way

It's hotter than hell I might as well
Be sitting on my ass
Noones paying any mind
Just driving right on past
I pass no blame I'd do the same
If I saw myself out here
But c'mon we just need 2 more bucks
To buy ourselves some beers

We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash

Why slow down
When we could just run faster
This life we lead is a
Beautiful disaster

Let's go on down to Wesleyan
And play a little music
And we'll make a little booze cash
On the side
Dumpster up that coffee cup
Fill it up and bottoms up
A six of cobra's just 3.99

We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash

done

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