Afterparty

'Neath the wind
Blown away
Had I known
I would have fled

Through the park
Down the lane
Many eyes
Mine knee to nape

You don't, you don't
You need to follow, who, someone that's not you
You need to find someone that's not right

That's all there is, is the afterparty
That's all there is, is the afterparty
That's all there is, is petty cash
That's all there is, the pressure

The pleasure
The pressure
The pleasure

We carry on
Through the blaze
Find the guy
Who has a place
You need to feel someone that's not real
And you need to find someone's that's not right

That's all there is, is the afterparty
That's all there is, is the afterparty
That's all there is, is pocket cash
That's all there is, the pressure

The pleasure
The pressure
The pleasure