Let's go on down to Wesleyan
And play a little music
And we'll make a little booze cash
On the side
Dumpster up that coffee cup
Fill it up and bottoms up
A six of cobra's just 3.99
We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash
Now I can't wait to get
Back on the highway
Insist the world keeps
Spinnin' our way
Nothin' can stop us
Nothin' can stop us
From partyin'
So crank that music up to 10
And pass that space bag
'Round again
Killer tunes and booze and friends
Hope these good times never end
Pass out drunk at 3am
Wake up and do it all again
We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash
Why slow down
When we could just run faster
This life we lead is a
Beautiful disaster
Let's go on down to Wesleyan
And play a little music
And we'll make a little booze cash
On the side
Dumpster up that coffee cup
Fill it up and bottoms up
A six of cobra's just 3.99
We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash
Now I can't wait to get
Back on the highway
Insist the world keeps
Spinnin' our way
It's hotter than hell I might as well
Be sittin' on my ass
Noones payin' any mind
Just drivin' right on past
I pass no blame I'd do the same
If I saw myself out here
But c'mon we just need 2 more bucks
To buy ourselves some beers
We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash
Why slow down
When we could just run faster
This life we lead is a
Beautiful disaster
Let's go on down to Wesleyan
And play a little music
And we'll make a little booze cash
On the side
Dumpster up that coffee cup
Fill it up and bottoms up
A six of cobra's just 3.99
We'll drink till we don't realize
That our strings are painted red
And we could go get jobs
But much rather play instead
So stop your car and listen to our music
Then give us all your cash
