Walking up to me, expecting, walking up to me expecting wordsIt happens all the time
Present company excepted, present company, except the worstIt happens every night
Ah-ahh
Present company, excluded every timeAh-ahh
Present company, the best that you can findTalking like a jerk, except you are an actual jerk and living proofThat sometimes friends are mean
Present company, expect it, present company just laugh it offIt's better than it seems
Ah-ahh
Present company, excluded in every way
Ah-ahh
Present company, makes me wanna stay (go)
Killing it with close inspection, killing it can only make it worseIt sort of makes it breed
Present company accepting, presently we all expect the worstIt works just like a need
Ah-ahh
Present company, excluded in the nightAh-ahh
Present company, included in the fightAh-ahh, ah-ahh, ahh, ah-ahhDon't you want me to wake up?
Then give me just a bit of your time
Arguments are made for make-upsSo give it just a little more time
We've got to bring the resourcesI wanna play until the time comes
Forget your string of divorcesJust go and throw your little hands up
It's late, oh
I miss the way the night goesWith friends who always make it feel good
This basement has a cold glowThough it's better than a bunch of others
So go and dance yourself cleanGo and dance yourself clean, yeah
You're blowing marxism to pieces
Their little arguments to pieces,
Show. It's your showIt's your show, it's your showIt's your showPut your little feet downAnd hang outEvery night's a different story
It's a thirty car pileup with you
Everybody's getting younger
It's the end of an era -- it's true
And you go
Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop
Stop, stop, stop
Break me into bigger pieces
So some of me is home with you
Wait until the weekend
And we can make our bad dreams come true
And it's a go, yeah, it's a go
And if we wait until the weekend
We could miss the best thing to do
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go and dance yourself clean
Oh
Gotta dance yourself clean, yeah
And blow the marxists into pieces
Their little arguments to pieces, oh
Wish you'd try a little harder
In the tedious march of the few
Every day's a different warning
There's a part of me hoping it's true
