Last Song, Last Call Lyrics - Bigwig

Jersey in my rearview is always a bitter sweet sight 

20 hour drive with eight and the gear is packed tight 

And now the neighbors are complaining 

That everyone's singing 

The cops are shutting down the show 

Last song is here but no one wants to go 

Not 'til it's done 

What? That's bullshit 

You got nothing better to do than to break up our fun? 

Shut the fucking place down! 

Smashers on the box, cheap drinks, and we're feeling alright 

A mystic isle welcoming toast tonight 

Take two and pass it 

Everyone's dancing 

Bartender's turning off the sound 

That means last call is here so drink 'em down 

And everyone out! 

What? That's Bullshit 

It's not even 1:59 

Dirty just bought a round 

Shut the fucking place down! 

Designated drunk just fell flat on his face 

We're not moving 

Supposed to leave at midnight now it's past eight 

Now we're fucking late! 

So everyone in! 

What? That's bullshit! 

Get back in the van just do it all again 

But now it's fucking broken