Death Party - Intellectual

I got the call

I'm feeling small

Don't talk at all

I've got my head down on the wall

You're on your back

And I've got my head down on the wall

You won't feel sorry for a slight infraction

Although I know, I know if I could just lay still

And get some action

Although I know, I know, I know, I know I'd rather keep you cold

Till Sunday wakes us up

We got lucky that death was such a party