Write this off as another night
Spent between Lincoln and the greater south side
Write me off as another lie
I'll show you the difference between what's true and what's right…
There's something about another night on the town
With a keg in the trunk
And some friends coming down
We're bound to get lost
(we're bound to get strung)
On the wings of a dream…
So say what you will about the way that we act
About the music we like, and as a matter of fact
It's second to none
This is the anthem for our beer run…
Send it out, to the summer
It's not the sun and the sand
It's those flights to the south
And the way that we stand
For those nights, that inspire us to write all these songs
And the hope for some sunshine, all winter long
It's a sham—champagne in the morning
A cruel reminder of
All the best friends we're adoring
And the world you've grown to love
So take some medication
And prepare for what's ahead
'Cause each night's an adaptation
For the standard we have set
[Chorus]
Champagne in the morning
Anthem for our beer run