Tonight we'll watch the presidential candidates debate
And I'll bike seventeen blocks down Haverford Avenue to buy a case

And we'll pretend to know our facts
As we verbally castrate the GOP
And make our parents proud by voting early


But whatever the outcome next year
Mantua will still be here

And I'll be sitting on the roof
With my five best friends
Talking real big game
On all of our shitty bands
I don't care what you believe
You'll never be on the MTV

So Madison Square Garden's our basement
And if the cops show we'll find their replacement
Tomorrow morning
I'm scrambling every last egg in the goddamn fridge