Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Career Day
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Grossane
Songwriter
Bryan McElwain
Songwriter
Desmond Zantua
Songwriter
Jacob Cutler
Songwriter
Texty
Have you cleaned the confetti yet
From the low-bar parade
That you still somehow celebrate
Cuz the kids are still caged
And the ocean’s ablaze
Yet you still go on as if Mission Accomplished
The enemy of my enemy
Could never be my friend
Get me the fuck out of this tent
With what little decency I have left
The party’s over
The party’s over
The party’s over
The party’s over
Almost took you at your word,
While you waited on hors d’oeuvres,
That you’d come off of the sidelines
But care was just another gimmick
You consumed till you felt finished
Your team won, that's enough, you’re satisfied
Until you see solidarity
As more than a seasonal hobby
Get me the fuck out of this tent
With what little time I have left
The party’s over
The party’s over
The party’s over
The party’s over
Lucky you
Lucky
The luxury of the phew
The luxury of the phew
When the crosshairs not on you
That greedy exhales gotten stale
Don’t you say?
As you’re chanting USA
We cant agree to disagree
With ignorance so damn deadly
Get me the fuck out of this tent
With what little hope that I have left
The party’s over
The party’s over
The party’s over
The party’s over
Written by: Andrew Grossane, Bryan McElwain, Desmond Zantua, Jacob Cutler
