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You don't need Chardonnay
No sushi, no pate
Just get your mates around
Some bastard on the ground

Boot Party

Accepted etiquette
Is spilling the claret
We damn near could use bibs
Tonight we're having ribs
Just keep the lighting low
A lonely street lamp's glow
Into it's frightened ray
Will walk tonight's entree

Tomorrow's Monday, mate
We're back to lives we hate
We take revenge tonight
You could be next invite
You don't need Chardonnay   No sushi, no pate   Just get your mates around   Some bastard on the ground      Boot Party      Accepted etiquette   Is spilling the claret   We damn near could use bibs   Tonight we're having ribs   Just keep the lighting low   A lonely street lamp's glow   Into it's frightened ray   Will walk tonight's entree      Tomorrow's Monday, mate   We're back to lives we hate   We take revenge tonight   You could be next invite