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After Party

 

After Party

(álbum: Echo Papa - 2017)


I was walking up the driveway
Sliding through the door
Everybody's looking my way
Don't know what for
Like I'm not supposed to be here
Don't know the code
You can't choose where you came from
Only where you go

Lights are all out and the music is loud
Everyone raise a fist, everyone shout
Police are here and they're kicking us out
They're kicking us out

How'd we end up at the after party?
Did I show up at the wrong address?
Are we a part of the drunk majority
Or just another uninvited guest?
In the morning it's a different story
When everybody's cleaning up the mess
I don't believe in the after party
I don't believe in it
Can't believe it

Some started a bonfire
Some went to the show
Some headed to the border
To be left alone
Looking out at the chaos
With a crooked grin
Gotta pay off the pit boss
In the state we're in

The party is over we're stuck on the couch
I'd say it's bullshit but I'm not allowed
Authority's here and they're kicking us out
They're kicking us out

How'd we end up at the after party?
Did I show up at the wrong address?
Are we a part of the drunk majority
Or just another uninvited guest?
In the morning it's a different story
When everybody's cleaning up the mess
I don't believe in the after party
I don't believe in it
Can't believe it

What the hell just happened?
Did we burn it down?
Can we still throw a party
When there ain't no house?

Lights are all out and the music is loud
Everyone raise a fist, everyone shout
Police are here and they're kicking us out
They're kicking us out

How'd we end up at the after party?
Did I show up at the wrong address?
Are we a part of the drunk majority
Or just another uninvited guest?
In the morning it's a different story
When everybody's cleaning up the mess
I don't believe in the after party
I don't believe in it
Can't believe it

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