Party It All Away

[Intro]
(Very distorted version of "Africa" by Weezer)

[Verse 1]
Party like tomorrow is my funeral
Gotta stop mixing alcohol with pharmaceuticals
And the unusual is the fucking usual
Man, my life is beautiful and my girls are mutual
Okay bitches, Weezer and it's Weezy
Upside down MTV
Please don't shoot me down because
I'm an endangered species
It's the days of our lives but my night just started
I pray the killer doesn't take the life of the party

[Chorus]
I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patrón, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me
Oh, I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too

[Verse 2]
What's the deal with my brain? Why am I so obviously insane?
In a perfect situation, I let love down the drain
There's the pitch, slow and straight, all I have to do is swing
And I'm a hero, but I'm a zero
Hungry nights, once again, how it's getting unbelievable
Cause I could not have it better, but I just can't get no play
From the girls, all around as they search the night for
Someone to hold onto and I just pass through

[Chorus]
Singing, oohh-ho, oohh-ho, oohh-ho-whoa
Singing, oohh-ho, oohh-ho, oohh-ho-whoa
Singing, oohh-ho, oohh-ho, oohh-ho-whoa
Singing, oohh-ho, oohh-ho, oohh-ho-whoa
Oohh-ho-whoa
Oohh-ho-whoa

[Verse 3]
I did my time, and I want out
So effusive, fade, it doesn't cut, the soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Packaging subversion, pseudo-sacrosanct perversion
Go drill your deserts, go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done, it has begun, I'm not the only one
Who needs another mess? We could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness, venomous, insipid
I think we're done, I'm not the only one

[Chorus]
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all (psychosocial, psychosocial)
Throw ourselves against the wall (psychosocial)
But no one else can see (psychosocial, psychosocial)
The preservation of the martyr in me (psychosocial)

[Post-Chorus]
The limits of the dead

[Verse 4]
Monday to Sunday I hit all the clubs
And now e'rybody know me when I pull up
I got the real big posse with me, yeah I'm deep
And if you lookin' for me I'm in VIP
Just follow the smoke; they're bringing bottles of the Goose
And all the girls in the corner getting loose
Screw rehab I love my addiction
No sleep, no sleep, I am always on a mission cause

[Chorus]
I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patrón, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me
Oh, I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too

[Outro]
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying
(Oh) Can't stop, can't stop the partying