I feel sick tonight, I hate my phone
I just can't lose these washed out blues
No smokin', drinkin' on my own
Will fire me up, it's just no use
Tonight 's a year of pissing rain
A funeral for love and grace
K-k-k-countless cups of tea in endless shades of early grey
Bitter coffee, mouldy cake
How high the moon, oh how I need someone to take
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
I don't care, so take me anywhere tonight
A play, a fight, a game or
Hey! A party would be nice,
Relax and dance, no shame or lies,
Just waste me like I waste myself,
Let's do and die, just take me where you can
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
To the club, to the beach, to the pool, to the bar
To the club, to the beach, to the pool, to the bar
To the club, to the beach, to the pool, to the bar
To the club, to the beach, to the pool, to the bar
To the club
To the beach
To the pool
To the bar
To bed, oh yes, to bed, to bed
To sleep, to sleep forever
But first the clubs, the beach, the pools
The bars, the party, party
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition that gets there
It's the force of repetition
The force of repetition
The force of repetition
That gets me there
It's the force of repetition
The force of repetition
The force of repetition
That gets me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there
Take me out to a party and
Get me there, get me there