I'llchoosemysideandshutup, Alright Lyrics

I'd choose a side if he'd let me
But first I'd choose to be somewhere to think
We're drunk when we show so we're tired when we leave
And that's his choice, if he won't leave with me
So come on boys.

We'd walk out with ears still ringing
We'd walk out and make plans to get to his
We'd be celebrating blithely with flyers for confetti
But it's his choice, yet he won't leave with me
So come on boys.