Texty: Smoking Popes. Hang.

I know there's nothing worth going outside
When we got everything down here
Some people try so hard just to have a good time
Money, cigarettes, and beer

Now I'm the one who's falling down
Laughing till I cry
You'll never know the reason why

Tonight I'll hang around in the basement
Until the sun comes up again


I tried the party scene
I just got into fights
You know where I'll be at tonight

Tonight I'll hang around with my friends [repeat until end of song]