Last Night

Wait, whose boots are these?

(uhhh) And why is there a velvet rope in the kitchen?

Let me think... let me piece it together.

Woke up on a trampoline dressed like a pilot (what?) My phone's

got sixty texts from a local florist named Wyatt He says I

owe him eighty bucks and a sincere apology I check my pockets:

three keys, a tooth,

and some mythology

...I don't even like flowers.

Oh, we did it again,

we lost the thread (where's my shoe?) Sleeping with a traffic cone

beside my bed (oops!) But if we pay the fine,

it's just a tax on having fun Yeah,

we're doing it again

before the day is done!

Okay, the plot is thickening,

I'm checking the receipts Apparently I bought a goat and took it

to the streets (baaah!) And now my neighbor's waving from across the

lawn Saying, 'Thanks for the performance,

but your dignity is gone!'

Well, jokes on him,

I never had much of that anyway.

Oh, we did it again,

we lost the thread (who is that?) Sleeping with a traffic cone

beside my bed (hahaha) But if we pay the fine,

it's just a tax on having fun Yeah,

we're doing it again

before the day is done!

Now the clock is ticking,

memory is clicking Why is there a bucket of some cold fried

chicken in the mailbox?

(why?) Cops at the door,

I'm hiding on the floor But wait,

I think I hear them laughing,

asking for some more!

Get the coat, grab the goat,

write a promissory note We are sailing in a sinkable,

ridiculous boat!