G C The city subway stations never glisten. Em The gates rise up like they belong in prison. D And my balance is low. I better pick a good place, I got one ride to go. G Your fucking cocaine party fucking freaks me out. C When did Scott Weiland show up? How long?s he stickin? around? Em I guess this new fare hike means that I?ll ride my bike, D play video games and do other stuff that I like. Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 Gadd9 G Gadd9 G Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 Gadd9 G Gadd9 G Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 Gadd9 G Gadd9 G Cadd9 C G And in the morning cleaning up, we found these plastic bags D G with a little bit of party left and started to laugh, C G ?Man, I?m glad I passed out from the booze and the weed D G cause the house stayed up ?til 6 AM doing speed.? C G But now it?s 1 AM and I?m quite a few in D G and I can barely make out where the bathroom line begins C G and it?s been moving five inches every fucking five minutes. D I wanna ask the over privileged kids if G B they would fucking mind? Am F# B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 I gotta take a piss in the cocaine room. What is this? The line for lines? Cadd9 Cmaj7 G B It?s a long line for lines. I?m getting claustrophobia Am F# B from the twenty-something set with bleary eyes. Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 What is this? The line for lines? Long line for lines. G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don?t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night. G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don?t wanna be part of this line for lines, long line for lines. G B Am G I don?t wanna be part of this night. C G D When I?m out these days I do is complain about the booming bass G C and the shitty DJ because if I wanted to go to a dance club, G D I?d own a bottle of Brut, a closet full of Christian Dior, G and I?d be in a different room. C G ?Cause we can dance to Otis Redding, P.O.S, and M.I.A D G and if you?re on Serato Scratch don?t call yourself a DJ. C G Beat detecting?s got no attitude, your tempo maps can?t feel and room, D but lemmings all have dancing shoes and (barre again here) G B I?m just freaking out. Am F# B You?re assaulting me with thrusts like I?m an asshole. Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 You?re sweating to the sounds of Billboard?s Hot 100 G B like a total yeah bro dick. Am F# B Man, I thought that we all lived here ?cause we?re different Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I guess I was wrong this time, and time after time G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don?t wanna be part of this Friday night or Saturday night. G B Am Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 I don?t wanna be part of these cokey times and eight dollar wines. G B Am G I don?t wanna be part of this night. Cadd9 Cmaj7 Cadd9 Cmaj7 A G C The city subway station never glistens. The gates rise up like ?Hey What?s up? Em D You?re in prison, confined by alcoholism and lack of better decisions for having fun on the weekends.? G But this shitty atmosphere keeps bumming me out. C Don?t want my Club MTV. I hate Downtown Julie Brown. Em I guess these new prices hikes will make me grab my light D and climb the fire escape to the roof for a book that I like.