Text: Local H. Ham Fisted. Chicago Fanphair `93.

Sorry to crash your party, but I just couldn't wait for an invitation
And I know damn well that you never sent one
But you can't kick me out 'cause I live here too
And I'm the life of the goddamn party that you threw

Hangin' out with a bunch of brats
I know you like that know where it's at, but you don't
I understand why you guys are so mad
I wasn't picked to be part of your plan, but oh well

Sorry to crash your party, but I just couldn't wait for an invitation
And I know damn well that you never sent one
But you can't kick me out 'cause I live here too
And I'm the life of the goddamn party that you threw
Threw, threw, threw, threw, threw, threw, threw, threw

Hangin' out with a bunch of brats
I know you like that you know where it's at, but you don't
I understand why you guys are so mad
I wasn't picked to be part of your plan, but oh well

Hangin' out with a bunch of brats
I know you like that you know where it's at, but you don't
I understand why you guys are so mad
I wasn't picked to be part of your plan, but oh well

Hangin' out with a bunch of brats
I know you like that you know where it's at, but you don't
I understand why you guys are so mad
I wasn't picked to be part of your plan, but oh well, oh well, oh well