Hurricane Party Lyrics

Fill the kiddie pool

Up with Prosecco

Get the LEDs on

Need the spectacle

Gotta beat the one last week

Let's get a record

If you're tryna be a go-getter

You gotta go and get it

Desperate times

Call for desperate pleasures

Some legitimate headlines

Mostly cries for attention

The camera speeds

Copy ready to read

Oughta be a good night

We're live in three, two

Fuck, man, busted on a hot mic

Cuz it's a hurricane

A hurricane party

End days

Every other Wednesday

Live girls dance

Dead men float

A hurricane party

Gold dust, sex, and Bacardi

DJ says don't hold back

Because the water won't

Looks like someone leaked the password

Too much tea to clean earl grey disaster

Campaign manager come walks it backwards

But he's the one who tipped TV—clever bastard

Shots fired in the echo chamber

Rico-ricochet

The other side puts kids in danger

Don't matter what their argument, that's what they always say

Front of the parade girl spins a baton

Band leader conducts with a corn on the cob

The new sound gets everybody out on their lawn

Composed for french horn, cash register, mob

Cuz it's a hurricane

A hurricane party

End days

Every other Wednesday

Live girls dance

Dead men float

A hurricane party

Gold dust, sex, and Bacardi

DJ says don't hold back

Because the water won't

Okay, who broke the chain letter

Too much bad luck to try to get away with it

One more plague, nobody goes to recess

Chatbots away take out your paper pieces

Longhand

Gimme an essay on the living conditions in Oz written by the Strawman:

Housing shot up, looking for a soft land

Dorothy comes to, couldn't give a goddamn

Looking for a few recruits

To do what must be done

So if you got the heart and a pair of good boots

Meet me at the food court by Forever 21

Cuz it's a hurricane

A hurricane party

End days

Every other Wednesday

Live girls dance

Dead men float

A hurricane party

Gold dust, sex, and Bacardi

DJ says don't hold back

Because the water won't