Atheist - Party in the Avenues lyrics

[Intro] So we had this party the other night. We had a bunch of people over and the police showed up at, like, three in the morning. Like, *BAM BAM BAM* pounding on my door. We say, "Uh, what's the problem, Mr. Officer?" And he said, "We've had some complaints about your party." We said, "Uh, okay, what's the matter?" "Well, you need to keep the noise down a little bit." We said, "Sure." They said, "Alright. You guys have a great night." And then they left. That's it. That's the end of the story [Chorus x2] We throw parties in the Avenues We throw parties 'til we make the news We gon' party like the year is new Come party where nobody gonna bother you [Verse 1] Come party where nobody gonna bother you No drama when you come through the Avenues We got Henny and James and a bar-b-que Even hooked a live feed of the pay-per-view We're streaming, hundred people screaming Put 'em up and punch the ceiling if you're feeling like we're feeling We're gonna get it in, everybody chipping in First you're gonna take a drink, then we're gonna drink again No one's getting stabbed, no one's getting shot Girl, what number's that? "I don't know...a lot?" We'll keep the party going, we'll keep the music loud Ironic sweaters are fine, no Ed Hardy allowed We got hotties in crowds, bodies moving around And the boys in the back they got a helluva cloud We're never coming down for a second You party? We party 'til it's time for breakfast [Chorus x2] We throw parties in the Avenues We throw parties 'til we make the news We gon' party like the year is new Come party where nobody gonna bother you [Verse 2] Oh, who's this? You probably never heard of him He put out half a track and then somebody murdered him It's his only album and yeah, it's kinda hard to get Let's just say I knew a kid who knew a kid who knew a kid (Everybody) calm down, nobody panic My dealer just called and the weed's organic We got vegan, gluten-free options Look! There's a 40-year-old! He's pop-lockin! And those hippie girls, they like to dance a lot Do they dance well? Absolutely not Well, what you got on these gourmet appetizers? Go unplug your iPod, brother. My vinyl's liver We don't pack 45s and 38s We carry 33s and 45s in a crate We don't pack 45s and 38s We carry 33s and 45s in a crate [Chorus x2] We throw parties in the Avenues We throw parties 'til we make the news We gon' party like the year is new Come party where nobody gonna bother you [Verse 3] With so much drama in the SLC Sometimes it's hella hard just to drink and party, you see? But no one's got beef in the Avenues Who cares who you slept with? No one here is mad at you We're bed-hopping, author name-dropping Photoshop-cropping, and D.I.-shopping... Hipsters in the place to be And the place to be is taking shots with me Now right about now, I be stumbling and mumbling A bumbling fool, my head pounding like a power tool I lean left like my politics And I don't wear skinny jeans 'cause my legs don't fit No red cups and no beer pong If you think you're not invited, girl, you might be wrong 'Cause the night is young and I can't feel my tongue Take a puff to the lungs, exhale and sing along [Chorus x2] We throw parties in the Avenues We throw parties 'til we make the news We gon' party like the year is new Come party where nobody gonna bother you [Outro] Have you ever been curb-stomped by police officer after you swung on him with a bottle of bourbon? Well, we haven't. We just like to party