When the Party Ends Lyrics

Song	When the Party Ends
Artist	Saturday Looks Good to Me
Album	Every Night (LP version)
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	作词 : Thomas
	Despite everything you've heard
	You still get what you deserve
	The world just can't find the words
	To tell you what they think about you
	The bus comes every morning
	Under long lists of reasons
	Everyday you're still sleeping
	And everyday it leaves without you
	Now you're talking on the phone with all your angry friends
	It really doesn't matter what you say to them
	Because when you hang up
	Everything will feel just like a dream
	But until you do
	Let's keep it between you and me
	Despite everything you heard
	From the bumblebees and the mockingbirds
	There still aren't any words
	To all the songs they wrote about you
	The bus comes early in the morning
	You are forever sleeping
	And even with your reasons
	It's still gonna leave without you
	Now I see you going out with all your useless friends
	You know it doesn't matter what you do with them
	Because when you come home
	Everything will just have been a dream
	But until you do
	Let's keep it between you and me
	I hear your conversations with your boring friends
	It really doesn't matter what you're telling them
	'Cause you'll be sleeping over when the party ends
	And we'll wake up tomorrow and we'll start again
	And anything outside of that is just pretend
	And if you tell them different then you're lyin'
	The things that people say don't make no difference
	Now we can talk it over or just go to bed
	Or we can go to all the places where the money's spent
	And buy whatever new distraction that the suits invent
	They know the demographic that we represent
	Because they heard all of our secrets through the heating vent
	So write another song about your discontent
	And wax nostalgic for a time less turbulent
	With metaphors like closet doors that won't open
	And you can use your list of words that rhyme with 'opulent'
	Now someone said that you should throw in 'malcontent'
	Maybe somebody can tell us where the liquor went
	And we can raise our glasses while they raise our rent
	And search for a solution that's more permanent
	But there isn't any doctor or a medicine
	That's gonna make you feel less insignifigent
	Another bunch of words that you can soon forget
	Another bunch of crooks disguised as gentlemen
	Now you wonder why the notes are always bruised and bent
	You think that it's your song but it's your instrument
	You want to turn invisible and try again
	I'll kiss you in the kitchen and I'll count to ten
	And then when you wake up
	All of this will just have been a dream
	But until you do
	Let's keep it between you and me

	zuo ci : Thomas
	Despite everything you' ve heard
	You still get what you deserve
	The world just can' t find the words
	To tell you what they think about you
	The bus comes every morning
	Under long lists of reasons
	Everyday you' re still sleeping
	And everyday it leaves without you
	Now you' re talking on the phone with all your angry friends
	It really doesn' t matter what you say to them
	Because when you hang up
	Everything will feel just like a dream
	But until you do
	Let' s keep it between you and me
	Despite everything you heard
	From the bumblebees and the mockingbirds
	There still aren' t any words
	To all the songs they wrote about you
	The bus comes early in the morning
	You are forever sleeping
	And even with your reasons
	It' s still gonna leave without you
	Now I see you going out with all your useless friends
	You know it doesn' t matter what you do with them
	Because when you come home
	Everything will just have been a dream
	But until you do
	Let' s keep it between you and me
	I hear your conversations with your boring friends
	It really doesn' t matter what you' re telling them
	' Cause you' ll be sleeping over when the party ends
	And we' ll wake up tomorrow and we' ll start again
	And anything outside of that is just pretend
	And if you tell them different then you' re lyin'
	The things that people say don' t make no difference
	Now we can talk it over or just go to bed
	Or we can go to all the places where the money' s spent
	And buy whatever new distraction that the suits invent
	They know the demographic that we represent
	Because they heard all of our secrets through the heating vent
	So write another song about your discontent
	And wax nostalgic for a time less turbulent
	With metaphors like closet doors that won' t open
	And you can use your list of words that rhyme with ' opulent'
	Now someone said that you should throw in ' malcontent'
	Maybe somebody can tell us where the liquor went
	And we can raise our glasses while they raise our rent
	And search for a solution that' s more permanent
	But there isn' t any doctor or a medicine
	That' s gonna make you feel less insignifigent
	Another bunch of words that you can soon forget
	Another bunch of crooks disguised as gentlemen
	Now you wonder why the notes are always bruised and bent
	You think that it' s your song but it' s your instrument
	You want to turn invisible and try again
	I' ll kiss you in the kitchen and I' ll count to ten
	And then when you wake up
	All of this will just have been a dream
	But until you do
	Let' s keep it between you and me

	zuò cí : Thomas
	Despite everything you' ve heard
	You still get what you deserve
	The world just can' t find the words
	To tell you what they think about you
	The bus comes every morning
	Under long lists of reasons
	Everyday you' re still sleeping
	And everyday it leaves without you
	Now you' re talking on the phone with all your angry friends
	It really doesn' t matter what you say to them
	Because when you hang up
	Everything will feel just like a dream
	But until you do
	Let' s keep it between you and me
	Despite everything you heard
	From the bumblebees and the mockingbirds
	There still aren' t any words
	To all the songs they wrote about you
	The bus comes early in the morning
	You are forever sleeping
	And even with your reasons
	It' s still gonna leave without you
	Now I see you going out with all your useless friends
	You know it doesn' t matter what you do with them
	Because when you come home
	Everything will just have been a dream
	But until you do
	Let' s keep it between you and me
	I hear your conversations with your boring friends
	It really doesn' t matter what you' re telling them
	' Cause you' ll be sleeping over when the party ends
	And we' ll wake up tomorrow and we' ll start again
	And anything outside of that is just pretend
	And if you tell them different then you' re lyin'
	The things that people say don' t make no difference
	Now we can talk it over or just go to bed
	Or we can go to all the places where the money' s spent
	And buy whatever new distraction that the suits invent
	They know the demographic that we represent
	Because they heard all of our secrets through the heating vent
	So write another song about your discontent
	And wax nostalgic for a time less turbulent
	With metaphors like closet doors that won' t open
	And you can use your list of words that rhyme with ' opulent'
	Now someone said that you should throw in ' malcontent'
	Maybe somebody can tell us where the liquor went
	And we can raise our glasses while they raise our rent
	And search for a solution that' s more permanent
	But there isn' t any doctor or a medicine
	That' s gonna make you feel less insignifigent
	Another bunch of words that you can soon forget
	Another bunch of crooks disguised as gentlemen
	Now you wonder why the notes are always bruised and bent
	You think that it' s your song but it' s your instrument
	You want to turn invisible and try again
	I' ll kiss you in the kitchen and I' ll count to ten
	And then when you wake up
	All of this will just have been a dream
	But until you do
	Let' s keep it between you and me

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