I'm so sorry I'm not down tonight

But all my friends have lost their minds

And whats more…

…I'm not happy here anymore.



We should've stayed at home tonight.

All the bright lights and company

are not what I need.



Its just the same as it was before.

Same faces there to hit the floor.

My legs have carried me far.

There's still strength enough for one more.

So lets carry on

And dance to all the same songs.

Like back when we were young

And nights like this would fade to one.







So lets get out of here.

We've done all we can.

This place is not dead.

So when will this night end?



We'll do it all again,

Next Friday night.

This Picture-postcard modernity.