Look alive, look alive
Can't catch us by surprise this time, this time
We drift, we drift
Like phantoms and the cautious
Let's sing us their anthems
We can quote, we can quote
You any of the hymnals
While seated in the back pew
But we are terrified, we're terrified
Of what we've said and done tonight
We are the dirty, rotten, cheap, and confused
Caught in a lost weekend, a lost weekend
Holy rollers and jokers, the fantasy's over
So return as prodigals
Smash the walls, fight your friends
It's getting out of hand again, again
Freezing cold, freezing cold
This cigarette is useless
I swear, it's my last one
We are ghosts, we are ghosts
We're hiding from our day jobs
In bar room sanctuaries
But we are terrified, we're terrified
Of what we've said and done tonight
We are the dirty, rotten, cheap, and confused
Caught in a lost weekend, a lost weekend
Holy rollers and jokers, the fantasy's over
So return as prodigals
We lost our way
We starved for days
Is that the best
That we can do?
We are the dirty, rotten, cheap, and confused
Caught in a lost weekend, a lost weekend
Holy rollers and jokers, the fantasy's over
So return as prodigals
Can't catch us by surprise this time, this time
We drift, we drift
Like phantoms and the cautious
Let's sing us their anthems
We can quote, we can quote
You any of the hymnals
While seated in the back pew
But we are terrified, we're terrified
Of what we've said and done tonight
We are the dirty, rotten, cheap, and confused
Caught in a lost weekend, a lost weekend
Holy rollers and jokers, the fantasy's over
So return as prodigals
Smash the walls, fight your friends
It's getting out of hand again, again
Freezing cold, freezing cold
This cigarette is useless
I swear, it's my last one
We are ghosts, we are ghosts
We're hiding from our day jobs
In bar room sanctuaries
But we are terrified, we're terrified
Of what we've said and done tonight
We are the dirty, rotten, cheap, and confused
Caught in a lost weekend, a lost weekend
Holy rollers and jokers, the fantasy's over
So return as prodigals
We lost our way
We starved for days
Is that the best
That we can do?
We are the dirty, rotten, cheap, and confused
Caught in a lost weekend, a lost weekend
Holy rollers and jokers, the fantasy's over
So return as prodigals