punching out and closing up

lets run amok the eve

pour some cups but they won't shut up

so theres piss in their listerine

and now weve gotta leave

punching out and closing up

we'll all meet at the park

boom-box blast and shattered glass

sound out in the dark

then someone's gotta start

punching out and closing up

we'll hang out just for a few

bored or boring no one's out

there's nothing else to do

and everything's old news

hit the sheets, hate the spins

tomorrow i'll wake up again

today was such a sight

for bloody red eyes