What Are We Celebrating

The bust got busted on the floor Ludwig's looking a little sore With his good eye saying something like You're not twenty anymore The whole downstairs reeks of booze The front doorknob's coming loose You might have thought you were getting better But here you are, what's your excuse The way the house looks You might think we were renovating All of these parties What are we celebrating? She took off sometime after 2 With a dude less drunk than you There's a stranger on the love seat With the strangest looking bruise A trail of glass leads down the hall An epithet scratched on the wall The window's broken from the inside But here you are, who will you call The way the house looks You might think we were renovating All of these parties What are we celebrating The way the place looks You're not sure who lives here lately All of these bodies What are we celebrating The trail leads out into the yard You step on a couple of shards You don't mind because it wakes you up Helps you back into the start Of a day rising anew Cheers to the radical you The one who almost lived through yesterday The day before yesterday too You wonder if you might be cursed With a perpetual thirst One that dries you up and wears you out Maybe that's what you deserve Step over some people you know And others you've seen out at shows You think of thirty years from now How it all comes to a close