I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed,
party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday night
you know what's what,
And if you're blaaagh you know what's what,
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed,
party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're just too fucking
blind you know what's what,
And if you're bluuugh you
know what's what
VERSE 1: PRESSURE
I wanna go out like Biggie and Pac,
No gun fire, I'm talking rum and dry,
hit me with shots,
Tequila an d scotch,
I'll wind up on the idiot box,
At six o' clock with a grand
tucked into my socks,
My ob ituary notice will say
that most of my days,
Were spent inside a bottle and a
toast will be raised,
Until conspiracy theories
say they know I'm ok,
I'll drop seven more albums by my
ghost from the grave
VERSE 2: SUFFA
I wanna die in Memphis like Elvis,
Senseless on the toilet pissing
on my own pelvis,
Helpless,
choking on vodka and shellfish,
Get found by my girl like god
you're so selfish,
Well-wishers at at my wake say
ing he'll be well missed,
But wait till they're well pissed,
they'll wish me to hell with,
Everybody that I wanted
to party with anyway,
Don't care if it's a hundred and ninety
degrees centigrade
CHORUS I wanna party like
Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed,
party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday night you
know what's what,
And if you're blaaagh you
know what's what,
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed,
party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're just too fucking
blind you know what's what,
And if you're bluuugh you know
what's what
VERSE 3: PRESSURE
Like Jim Morrison,
I wanna party till my heart stop,
Tripping in a bath with a
stripper and a glass of,
Liquor in my grasp,
man I figure that my last of,
Days should be crazed I'm a
live it till I'm passed on,
If any grief is shed, leave it said,
I'd remind them of just how
far the dream has led,
So when it's time for me, be
finally relieved I'm dead,
I want to exit how I entered – between
some legs
VERSE 4: SUFFA I wanna bender like Hendrix,
Blend six liquors with ten drinks,
Ten-four buddy, buddy, well it's like ten-six,
when when it's,
Ten sixteen in the morning,
my girl will send,
Sixteen messages to me warning,
We'll be ex's if I don't ex it,
so exit,
The next shit's getting called a sex
ist at breakfast so let's get,
Our phones and all set
‘em to flight mode,
And let the horns fly through the hook
and take us right home
CHORUS
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed,
party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday night
you know what's what,
And if you're
blaaagh you
know what's what,
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed,
party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're just too fucking
blind you know what's what,
And if you're bluuugh you know what's what,
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed,
party on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're drunk on Friday
night you know what's what,
And if you're
blaaagh you know what's what,
I wanna party like Bon Scott on Charlie,
Bob Marley non-stop,
Chris Chris Farley pissed, party
on like the bombs dropped,
So if you're just too fucking blind you
know
what's what,
And if you're bluuugh you
know what's what