Tism - Boot Party lyrics

You don't need Chardonnay No sushi, no pate Just get your mates around Some ba*tard on the ground Boot Party Accepted etiquette Is spilling the claret We damn near could use bibs Tonight we're having ribs Just keep the lighting low A lonely street lamp's glow Into it's frightened ray Will walk tonight's entree Tomorrow's Monday, mate We're back to lives we hate We take revenge tonight You could be next invite