The postcards and blips through fiber optics
On your wedding, your wedding, your wedding date
Screaming, drunk, disorderly, I'll tell you mine
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
Their parents bought them, I'll catch you this time
People would turn to see who's making the racket
Screaming, drunk, disorderly, I'll tell you mine
And there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving
As the girls with pigtails were running from little boys wearing bow ties
And I'll contest but they won't listen
And I kept a distance, the complications cloud
Synapse to synapse, the sneaky kids had attached
You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
When they lay down the fish will swim upstream
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
The figure's in plastic on a wedding cake that I took were so real
Up and down the main drag
You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set
When the casualty rate's near 100%
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
It's not the first time
Beer cans to the bumper so they could drive
