The Party de Regina Spektor

You’re like a party somebody threw me,
You taste like birthday,
You look like New Year,
You’re like a big parade through town,
You leave such a mess but you’re so fun.

Tell all the neighbors to start knocking down walls,
To grab their guitars and run out to the hall,
And we’ll be coming out right along,
To sing ‘em our new song.

For every place there is a bus,
That’ll take you where you must,
Start counting all your money and friends,
Before you come back again.

For every road we can’t retrace,
For every memory we can’t face,
For every name that’s been erased,
Let’s have another round.

May I propose a little toast?
For all the ones who hurt the most,
For all the friends that we have lost,
Let’s give them one more round of applause.

But you’re like a party somebody threw me,
You taste like birthday,
You look like New Year,
You’re like a big parade through town,
You leave such a mess but you’re so fun.