The Birthday Party Lyrics The 1975

By | February 20, 2020
The Birthday Party Lyrics The 1975:The Birthday Party” is the track from ‘The 1975’, and the album is ‘Notes On A Conditional Form‘. Ross MacDonald, Adam Hann, Matthew Healy & George Daniel are the writers of the song.
Song: The Birthday Party
Artist: The 1975
Album: Notes on a Conditional Form
Producer:Matthew Healy & George Daniel
Writer: Ross MacDonald, Adam Hann, Matthew Healy & George Daniel

The Birthday Party Lyrics The 1975

Hello, there’s a place I’ve been going

There’s a place I’ve been going

Now I’m clean, it would seem

Let’s go somewhere I’ll be seen

As sad as it seems

I seen Greg and he was like

“I seen your friends at the birthday party

They were kinda fucked up before it even started

They were gonna go to the Pinegrove show

They didn’t know about all the weird stuff

So they just left it” (So they just left it)

I was wasted (I was wasted)

And cold, minding my business


Then I seen the girls and they were all like

“Do you wanna come and get fucked up?”

Listen, I got myself a missus, so there can’t be any kissing

“No, don’t be a fridge, you better wise up, kid

It’s all Adderall now, it doesn’t make you wanna do it”


“This ain’t going well”, I thought that I was stuck in Hell

In a boring conversation with a girl called Mel

About her friend in Cincinnati called Matty as well

You pulled away when I went in for the kiss

No, it wasn’t a diss

You put the tap on to cover up the sound of your piss

After four years, don’t you think I’m over all this?

“That’s rich from a man who can’t shit in a hotel room

He’s gotta share for a bit”

You make a little hobby out of going to the lobby

To get things that they don’t have

Does it go through ya when I’m talking to ya?

You know that I could sue ya if we’re married

And you fuck up again

Impress myself with stealth and bad health

And my wealth and progressive causes

Drink your kombucha and buy an Ed Ruscha

Surely, it’s a print ’cause I’m not made of it

Look, the fucking state of it

I came pretty late to it

We can still be mates ’cause it’s only a picture


All your friends in one place

Oh, we’re a scene, whatever that means

I depend on my friends to stay clean

As sad as it seems

As sad as it seems

As sad as it seems

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