Wait, alright, yeah

You had a mental breakdownWhen the waiter brought you something you didn′t order

I took that as the final indication

That you need to leave New York

(Get the fuck outta here)

City rent had sucked you dry

So you sublet your self-worth

Just to survive

We think poetry's pretentious

Yet we scribble down our lyrics

And think it′s so different 'cause we sing 'em

I don′t know

So, don′t say you wanna move to Berlin

When you never heard Autobahn

Front to back

Don't tell me that you wanna go home

When you′ve hated your hometown since high school

And don't tell me that you wanna dance

When you know damn well

You got two left feet, baby

Oh, shake your ass

You don′t need feet for that

I said, "Shake your ass" (yeah)

Before you have another panic attack

I said, "Shake your ass"

I know you wanna, but you can't look back

I had a mental breakdown

At the shoe gaze show at Space Camp

You said, "Keep drinking"

(Well, alright)

Her profile said, "She′s a Communist"

Upon asking her in person

She had nothing to say, nothing to say, nothing to say about it

Fenders lack distortion

As she quotes the manifesto

And suddenly Docs just aren't punk anymore (got it)

A few drinks in

She's playing us her album off her SoundCloud

And says, "It′s ′bout the system"

(Well, the revolution's gotta start somewhere, right?)

They said, "Don′t say you wanna move to Detroit

You never heard "Fantastic Volume 2" (go ladies)

Don't call yourself a rock ′n' roll

When all you sing about is bookstores and pretty girls

And don′t argue with folks at the club

When all you do is recite what you read on the 'Gram, baby

Oh, shake your ass

Ain't no app for that

I said, "Shake your ass", woah

TikTok goes crazy for that

I said, "Shake your ass"

I know you wanna, but you can′t look back, aw

That′s right

Oh, yeah (oh, shit)