T.A.P. Songtext
von Death In The Afternoon
T.A.P. Songtext
(Banging Intro)
The evening starts at eight
You best be a little late
Overdressed teens, sex in their dreams
Hormones are out, time to get loud
The music plays, the band′s all ready
As the pace is picking up steadily
Drama begins, in comes the bitch
The jock who talks shit, we're ready for it!
Get ready for an all-out brawl
Teenage hearts are ever so small
The hormones kick-off against the wall
It′s what I would call
Nerds against the jocks, jocks against the dweebs
Dweebs against the goth, goth against the scenes
Scenes get so drunk, they might just put out
Fucking a jock, jock fucks the band geek
We're all so ready for this American party
Everyone came to soak in the tragedy
Consume the misery and witness the rise of teenage anarchy!
(solid guitar shredding)
Those punks give up a wicked grin
They've spiked the punch with coke and gin
Ecstacy and Adderal, mixed with shots from dad′s liquor stall!
Started buzzing out of control
Let′s blame it on the alcohol drunken off meds
Have sex in bunk beds, and now it begins, let the molly kick in!
Nerds against the jocks, jocks against the dweebs
Dweebs against the goth, goth against the scenes
Scenes get so drunk, they might just put out
Fucking a jock, jock fucks the band geek
We're all so ready for this American party
Everyone came to soak in the tragedy
Consume the misery and witness the rise of teenage anarchy!
I′m glad I'm invited to this debauchery
That screams teenagers being high off their kites in ecstasy
The moaning starts and I′m glad I took it
Long live the suburbs and the drugs that came with it!
Let's give it up for the goody two shoes
Fighting someone over the last few brews
The cheerleader who drugged up, drunk on spirits
Fucking the chess camp, completely loving it
Remember no drugs, no alcohol policy
That guy is doing all the things right in front of me!
We all get wasted on American sobriety
So let′s get fucked on American debauchery!
I want to get drunk with all of you
Come to our shows, let's get together and drain the booze
I think all this belittling and entitlement
Of acting clean is rather reversed enlightenment
Right choices are so overrated
Sometimes having fun is being wasted
Fucking someone who you don't know is not complicated
Mistakes were made and I know
It′s fun to lose control!
Control on the alcohol!
The evening starts at eight
You best be a little late
Overdressed teens, sex in their dreams
Hormones are out, time to get loud
The music plays, the band′s all ready
As the pace is picking up steadily
Drama begins, in comes the bitch
The jock who talks shit, we're ready for it!
Get ready for an all-out brawl
Teenage hearts are ever so small
The hormones kick-off against the wall
It′s what I would call
Nerds against the jocks, jocks against the dweebs
Dweebs against the goth, goth against the scenes
Scenes get so drunk, they might just put out
Fucking a jock, jock fucks the band geek
We're all so ready for this American party
Everyone came to soak in the tragedy
Consume the misery and witness the rise of teenage anarchy!
(solid guitar shredding)
Those punks give up a wicked grin
They've spiked the punch with coke and gin
Ecstacy and Adderal, mixed with shots from dad′s liquor stall!
Started buzzing out of control
Let′s blame it on the alcohol drunken off meds
Have sex in bunk beds, and now it begins, let the molly kick in!
Nerds against the jocks, jocks against the dweebs
Dweebs against the goth, goth against the scenes
Scenes get so drunk, they might just put out
Fucking a jock, jock fucks the band geek
We're all so ready for this American party
Everyone came to soak in the tragedy
Consume the misery and witness the rise of teenage anarchy!
I′m glad I'm invited to this debauchery
That screams teenagers being high off their kites in ecstasy
The moaning starts and I′m glad I took it
Long live the suburbs and the drugs that came with it!
Let's give it up for the goody two shoes
Fighting someone over the last few brews
The cheerleader who drugged up, drunk on spirits
Fucking the chess camp, completely loving it
Remember no drugs, no alcohol policy
That guy is doing all the things right in front of me!
We all get wasted on American sobriety
So let′s get fucked on American debauchery!
I want to get drunk with all of you
Come to our shows, let's get together and drain the booze
I think all this belittling and entitlement
Of acting clean is rather reversed enlightenment
Right choices are so overrated
Sometimes having fun is being wasted
Fucking someone who you don't know is not complicated
Mistakes were made and I know
It′s fun to lose control!
Control on the alcohol!
Writer(s): Chris Alexander, Robin Esschendal, Robin Hiemstra, Wouter Stam, Ziggy Linders Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com