can I be excused from what I was doing but what was I doing I need to buckle up we make noise so pretty that closing time is only a matter of time as far as I'm concerned we lost by a landslide and I think that just might keep pissing me off I didn't see it coming I never see it coming not even this time isn't a wake-up call supposed to tell you something call me again sometime yeah now I just learned nothing you need to explain to me over coffee why you said this could be the worst day of the year as far as I'm concerned I won't get into the fact we turned into a couple of ghosts yearning to burn and yearning to rise and yet locked in time and space