• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Party - Dolly Parton
• The Party - Insane Clown Posse
• The Party - ICP (Insane Clown Posse)
• The Party - I.C.P.
• The Party - Marillion
• The Party - Starflyer 59
• The Party - Throwing Muses
• The Party - Phil Ochs
• The Party - Regina Spektor
• The Party - Cat Power
• The Party - Patti Page
• The Party - Mirah
• The Party - Warrior Soul
• The Party - Max Webster
• The Party - Dream Academy
• The Party - Sam Nicosia
• The Party - Godley & Creme
• The Party - Victory At Sea
• The Party - Star Spangles
• The Party - Red Top Road

As we were dressing to go out our little girl and boy
Came in and asked if they could go this time
We told them little girls and boys don't belong at parties
And that they should be in bed asleep by nine
The babysitter came in then and we kissed the kids goodbye
And told them that we'd be home soon and told them not to cry
Then we left for the party like we'd so often done
Thinking only of ourselves and not our little ones
The party started out wild and it grew wilder as the night wore on
With drinking laughing telling dirty jokes nobody thinkin' of home
Then the strangest feeling came over me and it chilled me to the bones
And I told my wife that we'd better leave the party
Cause I felt that we were needed at home
As we rode along I got to thinking of how the kids that morning
Had asked if we would take them to church the next day
And how I'd put 'em off like I'd so often done
By saying we'd probably get home too late
Then my thoughts were interrupted by the sound of sirens
As they cut through the still night air
Then we turned down our street that's when we saw the fire
The rest was like a nightmare
We took their little bodies to church the next day

I walked into the party with no invite
Which one of these hoes am i f**kin tonight?
This ain't my block and ain't my click
But i'm up in here and ain't scare of shit
Then i heard a cut. (who the new dude?)
The dj tryna play me rude
I say "what they call you?"
(i'm dj clay the baddeset dj alive today peep...)
I had to back up and scoop my wig off the floor
It practically blew out the door
I brushed myself off and walked back up to 'em
That's pretty good shit ya doing but (what?)
I'm thinkin i'm a little bit better (oh yeah?)
Some folks call me the neck shredder
Cuz i cuts a lot too, so why don't you scoot down
(what's your name?) shaggy the clown
Dj clay woke up and asked what happened
"you just witnessed this here scratchin"
Everybody gathered around the turntables
Hatchetman hangin off our cables, he said
(you and me one more time, right now)
I said, "sure thing but i'll tell you how
You drop the rhythm and i'll drop the beat

I walked into the party with no invite
Which one of these hoes am i fuckin tonight?
This ain't my block and ain't my click
But i'm up in here and ain't scare of shit
Then i heard a cut.. (who the new dude?)
The dj tryna play me rude
I say "what they call you?"
(i'm dj clay the baddeset dj alive today peep...)
I had to back up and scoop my wig off the floor
It practically blew out the door
I brushed myself off and walked back up to 'em
That's pretty good shit ya doing but (what?)
I'm thinkin i'm a little bit better (oh yeah?)
Some folks call me the neck shredder
Cuz i cuts a lot too, so why don't you scoot down
(what's your name?) shaggy the clown
Dj clay woke up and asked what happened
"you just witnessed this here scratchin"
Everybody gathered around the turntables
Hatchetman hangin off our cables, he said
(you and me one more time, right now)
I said, "sure thing but i'll tell you how
You drop the rhythm and i'll drop the beat
We'll let them feel the underground moving under the street come on!"

I walked into the party with no invite
Which one of these hoes am i fuckin tonight?
This ain't my block and ain't my click
But i'm up in here and ain't scare of shit
Then i heard a cut.. (who the new dude?)
The dj tryna play me rude
I say "what they call you?"
(i'm dj clay the baddeset dj alive today peep...)
I had to back up and scoop my wig off the floor
It practically blew out the door
I brushed myself off and walked back up to 'em
That's pretty good shit ya doing but (what?)
I'm thinkin i'm a little bit better (oh yeah?)
Some folks call me the neck shredder
Cuz i cuts a lot too, so why don't you scoot down
(what's your name?) shaggy the clown
Dj clay woke up and asked what happened
"you just witnessed this here scratchin"
Everybody gathered around the turntables
Hatchetman hangin off our cables, he said
(you and me one more time, right now)
I said, "sure thing but i'll tell you how
I'll drop the rhythm and you drop the beat

She bought a bottle of cider
From the shop on the corner
They didn't stop her--they thought she was older
She took a bus ride to a name and a number
A house full of music
And a hatful of wonder
And some of the people that she thought that she knew
Were never like this when she saw them at school
She's never been anywhere like this before
Everybody's so out of control
She was in a back room
Full of strange aromas
And noises and candles
That is where he found her
He took her to a garden
Full of rain and silence
And she could smell
the soil and the trees and see the succulent light
From the little fires in his eyes pulling shapes out of the night
She was enchanted
Then it was 12 o'clock
And the last bus is gone
They're gonna go crazy when they hear what she's done
Higher is lower--and less is like more
She nver felt anything like this before...
Marion! Marion! Marion! Marion!
And then it was yesterday
And he said, "Oh, by the way,
Welcome to your first party."

I left you two alone
With nothing really wrong
But you messed up the party
I never did you wrong
You keep on wasting holidays
I guess I could be wrong
I never wasted holidays
A friend like you is all I need
I want to know
You messed up the party
I never did you wrong
You keep on wasting holidays
I guess I could be wrong
I never wasted holidays

A leather black living in my building
He was on my welcome
He used to say positively, he was negative, well
But then he'd read his book with his back to me
I love that back
And the city was his cake
And the boys, little girls
And ice cream
His hair was bleeding
He was bleeding on my dress
My dress was red
Positive and negative
And then we'd read a book
With our backs to back
And the city was our cake
And the girls, little boys

The fire-breathing rebels arrive at the party early
Their khaki coats are hung in the closet near the fur
Asking handouts from the ladies, while they criticize the Lords
Boasting of the murder of the very hands that pour
And the victims learn to giggle, for at least they are not bored
And my shoulders had to shrug
As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano
The hostess is enormous, she fills the room with perfume
She meets the guests and smothers them with greetings.
And she asks, "How are you" and she offers them a drink
The countess of the social grace, who never seems to blink
And she promises to talk to you if you promise not to think
And my shoulders had to shrug
As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano
The beauty of the hour is blazing in the present
She surrounds herself with those who would surrender
Floating in her flattery, she's a trophy-prize, caressed
Protected by a pretty face, sometimes cursed, sometimes blessed
And she's staring down their desires
While they're staring down her dress
And my shoulders had to shrug
As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano
The egos shine like light bulbs, so bright you cannot see them
Blind each other blinder than a sandbox
All the fury of an argument, holding back their yawns
A challenge shakes the chandeliers, the selfish swords are drawn
To the loser go the hangups, to the victor go the hangers on
And my shoulders had to shrug
As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano
They travel to the table, the host is served for supper
And they pass each other down for salt and pepper
And the conversation sparkles as their wits are dipped in wine
Dinosaurs on a diet, on each other they will dine
Then they pick their teeth and they squelch a belch saying
"Darling, you tasted divine"
And my shoulders had to shrug
As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano
The wallflower is waiting, she hides behind composure, composure
She'd love to dance and prays that no one asks her
Then she steals a glance at lovers while her fingers tease her hair
And she marvels at the confidence of those who hide their fears
Then her eyes are closed as she rides away with a foreign legionnaire
And my shoulders had to shrug
As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano
Romeo is reeling, counting notches on his thighbone
Searching for one hundred and eleven
And he's charming as a child as he leads you to his web
Seducing queens and gypsy girls in the boudoir of his head
Then he wraps himself with a tablecloth and pretends he is a bed
And my shoulders had to shrug
As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano
Oh, the party must be over, even the losers are leaving
But just one doubt is nagging at my caustic mind
So I snuck up close behind me and I gave myself a kiss
And I led myself to the mirror to expose what I had missed
There I saw a laughing maniac who was writing songs like this
And my shoulders had to shrug

I cut off my hair and went to sleep
You were there, in my dream, nursing on a glass teat
It was a party, you were sucking liquor--
On your jacket a VIP sticker
It was a party, you were sucking liquor--
On your jacket a VIP sticker
I peed in my pants and ran down the street
Towards Washington Square Park,
Where you had been beat up
You were wearin' rags, I was wearing pointe shoes
I tried to lay next to you but you hit the snooze
The definition of
A crazy person is
Someone that does the same things
Over and over again while expecting new results
I cut off my tongue--you started to kiss me
Blood trickled down--don't you ever miss me?
Don't you ever miss meat?
Don't you ever mince meat?
Don't you ever mincth meat?
I called up my momma but I couldn't be sweet
So I escaped through the window on a rope made of sheets
Got bitten by a squirrel and stepped on a syringe
The view of Manhattan from GW Bridge
You said, "Honey?"
I said, "Baby?"
You said, "Funny"
I said, "Maybe"
You says, "Hi honey"
I says, "Hey baby"
You asked, "Was it funny?"
And I said, "Well maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe"
I cut off my hair and went to sleep
You were there, in my dreams nursing on a glass teat
I cut off my hair and went to sleep
You were there, in my dreams nursing on a glass teat
The definition of
A crazy person is
It was a party, you were sucking liquor--
On your jacket a VIP sticker
It was a party, you were sucking liquor--
On your jacket a VIP UH
On your jacket a VIP UH
On your jacket a VIP UH

Good friends come out now
The party is about to begin
We can wrestle down to the floor
Throw empty bottles out the door
They'll smash and we will laugh
What a guess we have had
The light from the window
Look as of dancing shadows
Music from the back room
Is an old song we all know
Through shining eyes and smiling faces
We all sing along
(It's) been so long since I've seen you
My good friends
This memory daydream
Is good enough for me
If you were here today
We'd be getting into frisky business

Gayety often found its way into my tower
Night after night it was filled with happy people
Thin happy people
Tall happy people
Short happy people
Old and young
Many races from many places
My tower was filled with nice neighbourly sounds
Phones ringing,knocks on the door
Many conversations competing madly for attention
And the heart warming sound of people laughing out loud
We talked mostly about New York
The concerts we had attended(The humidity)
The plays we had seen(The humidity)
The musicals on Broadway and(The humidity)
We had artists
We had musicians and we had a wonderful waiter,a waiter
named Noah
Noah,Noah,where is Noah
where is Noah here comes Noah now
Empty the astrays
Get out some ice
`Cause we´re having the party and the people are nice
Clear off the table
Order us some chow

( Instrumental )

Go with the flow, ya just let it ride
We don't care if ya live or die
We suck of the companies, we suck like a whore
If we need oil, we just suck some more
We define success and we don't sin
Got the nation in debt about four trillion
Infrastructure is wasted and we're deaf to the crowd
Nothin' left for the children, it's okay, we won't be around
Welcome to the party, the republican party
Ya havin' fun at the party, the republican party
We're havin' a party, right now
We stack the courts and we tax the poor
Got Johnny Lunchbox to fight our wars
Tax him to his knees and make him love the flag
We get corporate freedom, he gets a body bag
We're makin' a killin', you know we kill so well
Cut the country to pieces and we're havin' a sale
We take it all, just like ya knew we would
Hell, we even got Nixon lookin' pretty good
Welcome to the party, the republican party
Ya havin' fun at the party, the republican party

cats in the bag / the neighbours holler
this party is higher / than the eiffel tower
we're all here to be reckless / we're all sleazy and easy to please
dreamers and schemers on the loose
we're all here for a celebration / the madcap scene and the max machine
and the friends you see go up in smoke
and this heel toe dance song tour de force
climbing a cloud climbing a cloud / put a little life on the line
here's Lucy she's choosey / of who calls her on the phone
she's from a very rich foreign family / but displaced cause of rivalry at home
now Daphne is the orphan / still searching for her roots
she likes concert blisters and leather boots
and knows one fact her act is to get loose
now we're just musicians / here to thin the thickness of your skin
show us your body / show us your curls / show us your tour de force
show us your thrills / keep that smile on your face
this is the best offer you've had so far
we're innocent we're naive / in the cabarets we get our veins wet
in the saloons we hassle the richest guests
in the climb we're breathless above the rest

There's danger in the air, they walk around in pairs
Dancing to the Dansette
Well, God Almighty, don't forget
You came here with me
While Cinderella's getting hypnotized
By the Italian with gray, green eyes
I stand deliberately out of bounds
Winding you up just to bring you down to my level
So, I'm sitting in a corner with a knife in my back
Pretending not to notice that I'm under attack
When a positive lack of direction breaks 'pon my shoulders
You may dance with him all night long
Live your romance out in a popular song
But, baby, you're gonna miss me when the radio comes on
And they're playing my song, all night long
The boys are queuing up at every one night stand
To issue their final demands
The stand's telling them about this guy
And so they're standing with her
But they're keeping their eyes on some other girl
Me, I'm trying to hold it down
By thinking about the words to some other song
When I'm forced into making polite conversation
I open up the window to get some ventilation
Try to break away from the intellectual starvation
Meanwhile the taxis are calling and the angels are falling
Down into the garden of truth
Where two star crossed lovers cut across one another
And make their way home, one by one
He may fire imagination into your minds
And these strong personalities are hard to find
You messed up mine
We've got a good thing let's keep on trying
Baby, you're gonna miss me
When the radio comes 'round to my time
When the radio comes on, so long
When the radio comes on, you were gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
They're playing my song

Now my parents are leaving
They don't know what I'm seeing
In my head
Tonight
There goes the doorbell ringing with guests
And this party would be the best
Now the girls and boys
Just make some noise
At the party
The party
Now the girls and boys
Just make some noise
At the party
The party
Yaaaaa
Now look who's comin' through
Into the room
At the party ( party )
It's me comin with the freaking phone
Quieting down the party
Parents on the phone
Asking “ How's the home?”
They hear some noise
They're coming home!!
Now the girls and boys
Just make some noise
At the party
The party
Now the girls and boys
Just make some noise
At the party
The party
Yaaaa
Now everyone's leaving
The huge mess I'm seeing
Shit how am I gonna clean this up
I'm grieving
A little while later my parents pull in
Well I just finished cleanin'
They come in
And in amazement

Ding dong, ding dong
Hi! Hey! Sorry we're late
You're not the first
Oh Great!
Hey listen I'm sorry but we can't stay late
So we parked in the middle at the top by the gate
On the grass with the crass Volkswagen estate
Whose is it? Mine! You're kidding, it's great! (Jesus)
I just love the way he's used the car like an empty canvas
And let the rust eat itself into the overall design
With such devastating spontaneity
David you're ignoring me, come here
Who do you have to fuck to get a drink `round here?
It's art David, neo-functional mannerism
Cerebral but oblique
It's one star four owner shagged out chic
One star four owner shagged out chic
One star four owner shagged out chic
One star four owner shagged out chic
One star four owner shagged out chic
One star four owner shagged out chic
You're a cocksucker Michael
You are what you eat David!
Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, ding dong, ding dong
Darling, darling, Hi darling
Hello darling John! Ben! John! Sandy! John! Somerset! John!
Weekend! John! Wendy! John! Kevin! Got any?
No but I've got champagne!
Hi, hi, hi there.
Damn it I know you're in a bit of a spot
And you're used to the Merc and the Moet and the yacht
And it must be a blow to the ego, what!
But forget about this video rot
And write yourselves a hit or three
Like "I'm Not in Paris" or "The Dean and Me"
I mean really I don't like your stuff very much
It's too avant garde and aggressive and butch
I prefer a gentle and melodic touch
But the kids today have got their ears in their crutch
If it's not robots singing in Dutch
It's Adam and the Ants and Starsky and Hutch
By the way here's your present, Thanks very much
Now who's here?
The Prews, the Magoos, the Targetts and the Benmen
Johnny Peruvian, Marathon Man,
Blonde and the dangerous cameraman
Hello. The Prews, the Magoos, the Targetts, and the Benmen
Brando, Banacek, Pusher, Taker,
Student Prince and cocktail shaker
Hello. The Prews, the Magoos, the Targetts, and the Benmen
Tim Clinch Vicar's son, Prince Buster meets Tweedledum...
Hello. The Prews, the Magoos, the Targetts, and the Benmen
Well Jesus Christ is that the time
I could have sworn it was only twenty to nine
Hello Susan darling you look divine
Anyway we'd better be off before we get blocked in
So give our regards to the Paul and the Lynnes
And the swankys and the chatters and the Tequila twins
Sorry Attilla's brides
Anyway must go, must fly, don't drink yourselves to death
But the baby is allergic to the babysitter's breath
And she'll have her boyfriend in a vice-like grip
On the backgammon table sucking guacamole dip
Through the holes in his stockings, isn't it shocking!
Champagne.
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
Oh boy my skin feels about an inch thick, how about you Ben?
I'm fine, another line?
Why is everybody talking in speech balloons
And disappearing in Tequila fumes
Another line? Fine.
I love you Ben, let me count the ways
Whoops here comes the Spaghetti Bolognaise
So I'm stuck in the toilet with Rick
And I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be, I'm gonna be
I think I'm gonna be, it's gonna be, I'm gonna be,
It's gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, it's gonna be
So long Rick
It's gonna be me and the bowl,
Me and the bowl
Me and the never ending bowl
Me and the bowl
Me and the bowl
Me and the never ending bowl
Me and the bowl
Me and the bowl
Me and the never ending bowl
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
I hope the whole world comes to my birthday party
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Transcribed by TJ Thurston 1/27/95
Capnbizr@interaccess.com

Let me tell you what I do when my day is over.
After picking the right clothes for about an hour.
Oooh, I'm turning orange from all the carats around my neck.
Tonight, I'm takin' out the bling and I'm dressed to impress.
I'm gettin' ready for my night out on the town.
I'm lookin' hot cause you know we are holdin' it down.
Rockin' high-tops and sayin' no to stilettos.
Cause I might get drunk off my ass and I don't wanna fall.
Out on the streets all the taxis are showin' me love.
Cause I'm shinin' like a princess, in the middle of thugs.
And at the clubs, the bouncers recognize my face.
So while your waiting in the line, we just enter the place.
Let's get this party started right,
Let's get drunk and freaky fly,
You with me so it's alright,
We gonna stay up the whole night.
Let's get this party started right,
Let's get drunk and freaky fly (ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-eyyyy)
I'm callin' all my ladies at the table of 3.
Throwin' back a couple bottles and the tabs on me.
I been waitin' to get crazzzy.
Table dancin, smashin glasses, it's nice to get naughty.
Now we all ready to head out of the VIP.
I'm lookin' good and I can feel that all eyes are on me.
It's time to show how em how we do on the floor.
So while my DJ play the track I want my girls on the floor.
Now you know I made an anthem for all my hot chicks.
And I ain't about how we girls are raisin' your dicks.
I got the surround sound so why ya wanna see me fall?
I'm just tryin' to have a blast and I ain't takin' your call.
Let's get this party started right,
Let's get drunk and freaky fly,
You with me so it's alright,
We gonna stay up the whole night.
Let's get this party started right,
Let's get drunk and freaky fly (ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-eyyyy)
You and me, c'mon let's take it to the next level.
Let's all go to the hotel pool as we finish the bottle.
Maybe kiss and don't tell, it's the rule around here.
You must have put me under a spell I lose control when your near.
Let's get this party started right,
Let's get drunk and freaky fly,
You with me so it's alright,
We gonna stay up the whole night.
Let's get this party started right,

It was the end of the school year
She drove up, she said lets have a beer
We got into the car and you said goodbye my friend
We drove off into the distance
We got there we saw the kids who played football
They were drinkin up, yeah, doin it all
I saw some kids I knew from class
We were drunk and having a blast
I was having the best time of my life
At the PAR.T.Y. didn't you come with me
At the PAR.T.Y. didn’t you come with me
None of my friends were hangin’ around
They were busy chasin’ girls down
I think I had too much to drink
'Cause it affected my ability to think
I was having the best time of my life
At the PAR.T.Y. didn't you come with me
At the PAR.T.Y. didn’t you come with me
Fill up the beer can with Coca Cola

Wish I could speak like a mime,Make people dance in free
time.
Scatter the ocean with ashes,
Capture the scent of the coastline.
Dress your thoughts up for the party,
Line the cloth and make the cut.
The blades of words they can dull themselves,
Let the mind earn the razors rust.
Wish I could move without reason,
Make my mind change with the seasons.
All these leaves struggle for sunlight,
To taste the dirt-brown inclination.
Spin.
You play all the games the best.