Lyrics

Open up your chest It stinks like acrylic paint Encrusted tar Half chicken dark Fair your bones For a spot on the guestlist Complimentary analgesics At least six drink tickets So this time we'll demand Maybe next time we'll inflict But that's just how we flourish In party politics Some people like to get radical Career merry maker life's trivial So bounce the party Vice Magazine I got your flyer here's the team He's got dust so he's covered He's on junk but we don't notice She's a trick so she gets favors And they're all dry so we don't care It's time to go He's out of film What's the point There's no reward It's all the same What's the point Bounce the party Get to work There's the point Bounce the party What's the point Bounce the party