It’s another round of back talk revelry
Chased with liqueurs laced with regrets, lies and pain
And it hates you as it hits you
“Vengeance is mine”

Then the entertainment pleads its case for free
Keeping noisy and accountability
And they’ll see you as you see them
“Please don’t turn away”

We don’t carry more
Than notes and their fury
Slamming one back to
Our friends and our foes

And then the curtain call gets played again
And we’re wheeling all the crap off to the left
It’s the fact that we can go again and do what we want