Show us off to all your friends,
We're the trophy boys from here to if and when,
we break and break your dreams of,
keeping us a secret.
We're the back-pocket believers,
we're the locals who went postal,
call it treason while you can.

I'm just a face for every picture,
a smile for your scrap-books,
and a story to be told, and told, but I'm
but I'm loving every second [bad word] this hour,
as the last I spend regretting what I have.

Boys, raise your glasses,
Girls, shake those...
(Get up, get up, get up!)
We're the party,
you're the people;
let's make this night a classic.
We play, you move [bad word] on let me hear you!)
We're the party, you're the people,
and this is how we,
this is how we do.

The curtain's rising,
I'm forgetting where I've been.
I watch the lights go up,
on a star without his screen.
Set it off and sing it back.
Direction's keeping me on track.
But I'll admit, I do it all for the attention.

I'm just a face for every picture,
a smile for your scrap-books,
and a story to be told, and told, but I'm,
but I'm loving every second [bad word] this hour,
as the last I spend regretting what I have.

Boys, raise your glasses,
Girls, shake those...
(Get up, get up, get up!)
We're the party,
you're the people;
let's make this night a classic.
We play, you move [bad word] on let me hear you!)
We're the party, you're the people,
and this is how we,
this is how we do