Cocktail Party
Aren’t you being premature?
Isn’t it a bit too soon?
I used to have to suffer, the ravings of a fool
Am I being immature?
But, making noise is what I do
Why do I have to suffer? The rantings of a fool
I need to dream, the dreams, that lead to the future
Instead of these nightmares, starring you
You little upstart, you better not
Come around asking for money
This ain’t no freak show, or don’t you know
It’s just a cocktail party.
You mean old bastard, you’re such a jerk
I wouldn’t ask you for nothing
This ain’t no peep show, Well whada you know
It’s just a cocktail party
Am I being insecure? But, Dr.B says I’m cool
All you’ve got to offer, are ramblings of a fool
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