Showtime

I invited you to to the show

I didn't know it'd sell out though

And guest list's full

But if you left it until the day

I've tried my best

But there's no way to get you in

And it blows but showtime is over

And I'm sorry I'm drunk and you're sober

You always get in free

When you're something to do with the industry

And not friends we me

Even though I've known you for years

They're still backstage drinking beers

Fingers in ears

And it blows but showtime is over

And I'm sorry I'm drunk and you're sober

Don't even bother asking for a +1

Because guest list is out of the question, son

Don't even bother asking for a +1

Because guest list is out of the question, son

Don't even bother asking for a +1

Because guest list is out of the question, son

Don't even bother asking for a +1

Because guest list is out of the question, son