The Cotones - The Party's Over Lyrics

Welcome to the right wing fight ring
Play the game for once in your life
It isn't what you thought and it isn't what you bought
Leading subjects you despise
You can't rip them off with their eyes on you
But somehow it seems like you still do
Are you afraid you lost your tower of gold
Or are you just scared of the people's control

Ain't that a little ironic?
You lost your power the hour you gained it
It's hard to sell out
If there's no one to buy it
But your spineless friends
Seem willing to try it

You're losing your composure
The party's over
You're never coming back
Never coming back
Just a washed up ex-extorter
Who's losing your supporters
They're never coming back
Never coming back

You dug your heels in what you thought was hardwood floor
Turns out it's the tar that you just poured
And you can't get out despite the force you muster
There's more silicone in your grapefruit face
Than Silicon Valley has huge estates
You're worse for the country than Buckner was for Bean Town
Get out while you can, motherf*cker

You're losing your composure
The party's over
You're never coming back
Never coming back
A washed up ex-extorter
Who's losing your supporters
They're never coming back
Never coming back

You're a conman being conned
With the shades drawn
Draws up f*cked up plans puppets can't think up
Didn't your daddy teach you better?
If you don't mind it's about time you resign
Although I know you wanna stay
It's up to you how you choose to lose
A clean break or a drawn out public decay

Never thought we'd stoop this low
Should've seen it long ago
We won't shut up with this serenade
Till we're dancing on your grave