What Are We Celebrating - Deep Cuts

The bust got busted on the floor

Ludwig’s looking a little sore

With his good eye saying something

Like «You're not twenty anymore»

The whole downstairs reeks of booze

The front doorknob’s coming loose

You mighta thought you were getting better

Here you are, what’s your excuse?

The way the house looks

You might think we were renovating

All of these parties

What are we celebrating?

She took off sometime after 2

With a dude less drunk than you

There’s a stranger on the love seat

With the strangest looking bruise

A trail of glass leads down the hall

An epithet scratched on the wall

The window’s broken from the inside

But here you are, who will you call?

The way the house looks

You might think we were renovating

All of these parties

What are we celebrating?

The way the place looks

You’re not sure who lives here lately

All of these bodies

What are we celebrating

The trail leads out into the yard

You step on a couple of shards

You don’t mind because it wakes you up

Helps you back into the start

Of a day rising anew

Cheers to the radical you

The one who almost lived through yesterday

The day before yesterday too

You wonder if you might be cursed

With a perpetual thirst

One that dries you up and wears you out

Maybe that’s what you deserve

Step over some people you know

And others you’ve seen out at shows

You think of thirty years from now

How it all comes to a close