You’ve got the Party Rats. Now all you need is this ridiculous Disco Ball Hat. What’s that? You already own one? OK, excellent. Let’s get this party started!
Chillin at the party
Hour by hour
Appetizers gettin’ stinky
Not smellin’ like a flower
Lights on my head
Bottles in my pants
Move your fuckin’ body
Cause it’s time to fuckin’ dance
Chillin’ steady, powder up the nose
Dancin’ all night ’till the venue closed
I’d keep going but I might get sued by David Bowie.