Lyrics Hurricane Party - Dessa
Fill
the
kiddie
pool
Up
with
Prosecco
Get
the
LEDs
on
Need
the
spectacle
Gotta
beat
the
one
last
week
Let's
get
a
record
If
you're
tryna
be
a
go-getter
You
gotta
go
and
get
it
Desperate
times
Call
for
desperate
pleasures
Some
legitimate
headlines
Mostly
cries
for
attention
The
camera
speeds
Copy
ready
to
read
Oughta
be
a
good
night
We're
live
in
3,
2—
Fuck,
man,
busted
on
a
hot
mic
Cuz
it's
a
hurricane
A
hurricane
party
End
days
Every
other
Wednesday
Live
girls
dance
Dead
men
float
A
hurricane
party
Gold
dust,
sex,
and
Bacardi
DJ
says
don't
hold
back
Because
the
water
won't
Looks
like
someone
leaked
the
password
Too
much
tea
to
clean
earl
grey
disaster
Campaign
manager
come
walks
it
backwards
But
he's
the
one
who
tipped
TV—clever
bastard
Shots
fired
in
the
echo
chamber
Rico-ricochet
The
other
side
puts
kids
in
danger
Don't
matter
what
their
argument,
that's
what
they
always
say
Front
of
the
parade
girl
spins
a
baton
Band
leader
conducts
with
a
corn
on
the
cob
The
new
sound
gets
everybody
out
on
their
lawn
Composed
for
french
horn,
cash
register,
mob
Cuz
it's
a
hurricane
A
hurricane
party
End
days
Every
other
Wednesday
Live
girls
dance
Dead
men
float
A
hurricane
party
Gold
dust,
sex,
and
Bacardi
DJ
says
don't
hold
back
Because
the
water
won't
Okay,
who
broke
the
chain
letter
Too
much
bad
luck
to
try
to
get
away
with
it
One
more
plague,
nobody
goes
to
recess
Chatbots
away
take
out
your
paper
pieces
Longhand
Gimme
an
essay
on
the
living
conditions
in
Oz
written
by
the
Strawman
Housing
shot
up,
looking
for
a
soft
land
Dorothy
comes
to,
couldn't
give
a
goddamn
Looking
for
a
few
recruits
To
do
what
must
be
done
So
if
you
got
the
heart
and
a
pair
of
good
boots
Meet
me
at
the
food
court
by
Forever
21
Cuz
it's
a
hurricane
A
hurricane
party
End
days
Every
other
Wednesday
Live
girls
dance
Dead
men
float
A
hurricane
party
Gold
dust,
sex,
and
Bacardi
DJ
says
don't
hold
back
Because
the
water
won't
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