Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Eliot Sumner
Who mixed up the blood with the red wine tonight?
Who put the sugar in the salt shaker?
And when the nerves kick in it's the punchline
Well, you're speaking tongues
But you're having too much fun to unwind
So pick up a party bag
To take home the fun we had
In this vanilla sky
In this vanilla sky
So pick up a party bag
To take home the fun we had
In this vanilla sky, we'll fall
So are you eating well
(Yes)
Are the beds as comfy in the flames of Hell?
And the wedding bells
(What?)
Let us get married in this prison cell
And if the left glove fits the right hand
And if the devil dances on your side
Should he cover his horns
Should he cover his horns and bow
So pick up a party bag
To take home the fun we had
In this vanilla sky
In this vanilla sky
So pick up a party bag
To take home the fun we had
In this vanilla sky, we'll fall
We'll fall
Well it's a dark, dark night for destruction
But we'll be alright
You feel a fast heartbeat on your chest
So even the deaf man can dance
To the punch fest, to the punch fest
So pick up a party bag
To take home the fun we had
In this vanilla sky
In this vanilla sky
So pick up a party bag
To take home the fun we had
In this vanilla sky
In this vanilla sky, we'll fall
Well it's a dark, dark night for destruction
But we'll be alright
Well it's a dark, dark night for destruction
But we'll be alright
So pick up a party bag
To take home the fun we had
In this vanilla sky, we'll fall
Party Bag was written by Al Shuckburgh & Andrew Frampton & Eliot Sumner & Steve Kipner.
Party Bag was produced by Steve Kipner & Andrew Frampton.