Death hath hit its stride tonight and
I think thee should pack and leave cos
Our party has died tonight cos I have snapped its slimy neck
And f*ck your religion
And f*ck your politics
And f*ck your opinions
And all of your hot takes
Just stop f*cking leeching
On my passive nature
And leave me be
Cosy with my dog.
Thanks for the migraines you've caused
You're bi-polar ways have gored my thoughts
You've spilt bong water again my carpet's
Truly f*cked and I'm so done with
All your self-righteous
Political discourse
And f*ck your opinions
On hot topics
Take your conversations to someone who's listening
Cos I need to clean and watch Lord of the Rings
The party's over please go home
The party's over please go home
No one's sleeping in my throne
Yeah party's over please f*ck off
I've lost far too many friends to the shifting ways of my old youth
I've lost far too many friends to the shifting ways of my old youth
I've lost far too many friends to the shifting ways of my old youth
I've lost far too many friends to the shifting ways of my old youth
The party's over please go home
The party's over please go home
No one's sleeping in my throne
The party's over please f*ck off
The party's over please go home
The party's over please go home
No one's sleeping in my throne
Yeah party's over please f*ck off
And take your stuff
Yeah pack your things
Just please f*ck off
Just please f*ck off