Always Celebrating

Roll up at eightJust an hour lateThe volume is loudAnd there’s a good crowdGrabbing a brewFrom people I don’t knowGone in a flashThis is the right pathChat for a bitThen jump in the pitSlay all I canThen bar before tenSeven shotsFeeling kinda hotThe room is blurryStill got plenty of furyBack to the floorTo dance someContinue reading “Always Celebrating”