People gotta get up early and they gotta go
Where is the musicians that got the taste?
So be Donald Trump or be an anarchist
Where is the musicians that got the taste?
Make sure that your wedding doesn't end up like this
But here word celebration just doesn't come to mind
Everybody's full of cake, staring at the floor
And nothing gets these bitches going, not even gypsy kings
Where is the vodka, where is marinated herring?
Instead it's 1 in the morning and DJ's patching up the chords
Where's the supply that's gonna last three days?
Proper couples start to mumble that it's time to go
Have you ever been to American wedding?
I understand the cultures of a different kind
Where's the band that like fanfare? Gonna keep it going 24 hour
Ah, people gotta get up early and she's got a boyfriend
Where's the supply that's gonna last three days?
And this whole fucking thing is one huge disappointment
Nobody talks about my super theory of super everything
