Grand Old Party - Timbuk 3

The party’s over

And a new day begins

Now is the time

For confessing our sins

Maybe we ate a little too much

Or drank a little too much scotch

And I guess the entertainment

Got a little out of hand

Judging from the hole in my crotch

I feel like hell today, but last night, hey

Weren’t we hale and hearty?

All in all, I really got to say

It was a Grand Old Party

We donned our disguises, ate appetizers

Talked 'til our teeth got numb

Johnny Walker ran free

'Til he crawled out the door

Then we started on rum

I guess I knew I should have refused

That one last Skogan McCarly

But despite the mess, I must confess

It was a Grand Old Party

Oh, I’ve heat seeking whistles

And misguided missiles

I guess they went a little too far

When a backseat snuggle

Turned into a struggle

And totaled my car

Now most of my friends

Will never speak to me again

But love is never saying you’re sorry

At the end of the day I really got to say

It was a Grand Old Party

Now sometimes I dream that my life is a trial

My friends and all my family are there

Load of dirty laundry are fallin' all around me

I’m hiding under my chair

If you are what you eat, then I’m dead meat

And lord knows I’ve been naughty

In the depths of disgrace I rest my case

It was a Grand Old Party