Shitty Weekend - Suburban Kids With Biblical Names

All the birds roll their eyes at me

As i walk as a peasant down the street

As i pass avenues and trendy bars

There’s a bumpy sound and the bouncer looks dumb

And the people inside look just like Kirsten Dunst and Tom

Don’t talk to us, we’re so pretty

And you, you look like Tom Petty

I am trying to be mad as hell

But i end up getting drunk instead

In an Indian restaurant in my part of town

Where the clientele’s young with fake ID’s

But the owner acts as if he has no idea

And as they put your name on the guestlist

My heart is shread like confetti

Take those silly shoes off

Go back to summer camp

And don’t ever come back here

You look like you live in a tent

Take those silly shoes off

Go back to summer camp

And don’t ever come back here

You look like you live in a tent

I am wasted, yes, i’m drunk as hell

The people look like cavalries

Hundred marching home from battlefields

To the colosseum, the home of the dream

The 7−11 we are open until you feel the pain

Oh taxi maybe, oh baby!

Yes, i guess i’m feeling a bit crazy

Take those silly shoes off

Go back to summer camp

And don’t ever come back here

You look like you live in a tent

Hey you, on the nightbus

What’s the size of your fries?

I guess it’s the only thing we have in common tonight

Hey you, on the nightbus

What’s the size of your fries?

I guess it’s the only thing we have in common tonight