Hey!!
Let's go 
I was driving down the interstate 
looking for a getaway from all the killjoy jobs. 
And I know how every single song 
goes DJ turn the volume up let's get on the dance floor 
and it's a bore and it's rerun I've heard before on the 
last song. 
They're scraping from the bottom of the barrel 
for a new improved original that no ones heard before.
Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out 
of hand. 
Another wasted youth falling on the floor, 
crawling out the door just slipping away.
Show time the party scene is filing in looking 
for a hideaway from all the deadbeats clones. 
And I know how every single night 
goes crash out on the balcony tearing up the front 
lawn. 
And its a bore it's a rerun I've seen before every 
weekend 
and they're scraping from the bottom of the barrel 
for a new improved original that no ones heard before.
Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out 
of hand. 
Another wasted youth falling on the floor 
crawling out the door just slipping away.
We're slipping, just slipping away, 
we're wasting just wasting our days.
Another party jam everybody's getting out of hand, out 
of hand. 
Another wasted youth falling on the floor, 
crawling out the door just slipping away.