Here we are
Looking at the sun
Nothing’s gonna change
All strung out
Beached upon the shore
You said I don’t ever want to change no more

We spent all our nights drinking patrón
Under shark-infested skies
All those fine weather friends
They were out of control
In your hilltop paradise
Here we go again
The party never ends

Basquiats hanging on the wall
Sugar daddy’s at your beck and call
It wears me out but we do it all again
I love the way you walk into the room and set it off

We spent all our nights drinking patrón
Under shark-infested skies
All those fine weather friends
They were out of control
In your hilltop paradise
Always danced with the devil under pale moonlight
Never faced up to the fear
You would strut around like Cruella de Vil
But the view looked good from here

It’s all we ever know
Another lose weekend
Trade you blow for blow
The party never ends
The party never ends
The party never ends
The party never ends
The party never ends