Super Famous Fun Time Guys, Q Strange - Purge Party lyrics

[Super Famous Fun Time Guys, Q Strange - Purge Party lyrics]

You leave your home
All you'll hear is screams and moans
As they did down to the bone

(Yo) It’s the annual purge
It's finally returned (yeah)
The day we get to see humanity at it's worst
Last year was hideous, mad weird, insidious
(Ha ha)
Can you please stop booking us on this day
You idiot?
Ha ha, fucked up, Legz, we triples our rates
We get to sell exclusive
Merch like commemorative plates
Man, fuck it, though, been paid
Call us a cab off to this garbage birthday
For this fuckboy Chad
At least the DJ's dope, bro hell yeah
That’s Q Strangе
He's the illest in thе underground
Know what I'm saying?
Back in the days he used to serve
The party punch in the face
Put the ad on the back page
And just sat there and prayed
Oh by the way, glad I'll be
There, but you weak bitch, ever since
You made that decision without me
PayPal's in the negative
Why don't you shut the fuck up?
I think it's money well spent

You leave your home
(Purge party, purge party)
All you’ll hear is screams and moans
(Purge party, purge party)
As they did down to the bone
(Purge party, purge party)
What you gotta do
What you gotta do survivin’ the purge
You leave your home
(Purge party, purge party)
All you'll hear is screams and moans
(Purge party, purge party)
As they did down to the bone
(Purge party, purge party)
What you gotta do
What you gotta do survivin’ the purge

The opener sucked
That ain't even worth my breath
Time to holler at Chad's mom
Maybe hurt her neck
Shove a phallic object down
Her gullet after Percocets
Yo Q barbecue torch scorch your neck
Man, fuck the show
I'm over here hollerin’ at the sister
Like smack your kisser with cock
Right in front of mister
Chad's dad's just a bitch
Yo you heard it here first
That ain't no Indiana satchel
He's a drag with a purse
Just peep the skirt! Statement set it off
Chaos ensued holy shit
Leave it to Whip to shift the whole mood
(That's me)
Look at Q manhandlin' here we are standin'
Across the party stabbin' random victims
(Look) There's the butler, he's got the keys
Sock him up
Q Strange's the DJ, spin and pay, turn him up
Fuck, now we're cornered, it's over
'bout to get ripped apart
As soon as they start inchin' forward
I can hear an engine start

You leave your home
(Purge party, purge party)
All you'll hear is screams and moans
(Purge party, purge party)
As they did down to the bone
(Purge party, purge party)
What you gotta do
What you gotta do survivin' the purge
You leave your home
(Purge party, purge party)
All you'll hear is screams and moans
(Purge party, purge party)
As they did down to the bone
(Purge party, purge party)
What you gotta do
What you gotta do survivin' the purge

Seein' all the chaos from the DJ booth
(Whoa, what the fuck?)
Run and link up with those
Cool lucha libre dudes (Yo what up, homies?)
8 Legz and Whipstick off the
Table with a kick flip (Pow)

I went and slammed Chad's dad
Through the back door
Swung at Chad 'cause the fag got a glass jaw
But someone grabbed me from behind
So I flipped him
Not about to be another purge victim
Grabbed the sword that was
Hangin' on the wall
And I stuck it in his gut
Then I chopped off his balls
All this goin' down on a lovely day
8 Legz beat a lady with a buffet tray
Hey yo Whip look out
(What?) here's a preppy comin' at you
(Oh shit) So I smashed him in
The back with a statue
Gonna show 'em about our horrorcore culture
(Show 'em)
Then I beat 'em with a swan ice sculpture
(Beat 'em)
Blood and guts splattered all over the marble
(Splat splat)
Hit a bitch with a champagne bottle (Smash)
Follow me, we could hide in the pool house
(Let's hide)
Stay here 'til the purge starts to cool down
But the butler, he was hidin' inside
Told him, "You could help us out or you
Could stay here and die"
And he cried like a bitch, I said, "Dude
Man up" (Come on)
You know the code that we needed so come on
Stand up
(Get the fuck up) You gotta unlock the gate
Or we'll never escape he kept cryin'
So we beat him half to death with a rake
Big mistake, now we'll never get out
They will find us
Turned around, and the crowd was behind us
(Aw shit)
Found a riding lawnmower, and we cut 'em down
Then hit a party
And we motherfuckin' shut it down
The sun rises, and there's no more crime
Fuck Chad, but I still had a super fun time
Laughing fuckin' everywhere
Fuck, dude, such a mess oh my God
Look at this fucking mess, dude look at it!
Are you gonna book us again next year
Yeah, because they wanted it!

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