This is some party

A capacity crowd on some fifty-fourth story

A mile above the lowly stations and any honest crime

Sick with the stars consolidating on the vine

I'll play the witness, every line here is baited

The spoils got us impressed, the wine-intoxicated

Saw this slow city buried in confetti

Some night, some time ago, at some party

Tonight we milk the stiffs, storm the Bastille, raid the throne

Mock the swine who'll rot in heaven

Swinging on the velvet ropes

Some punks getting some kicks at some party

The shell of busted ex-rocker just looking to get laid

The season's new rock hopefuls just hoping to get paid

The stilted sharkskin boys picking game bird out of their teeth:

It's a lottery of promise, it's an old joke underneath

Tonight we milk the stiffs, storm the Bastille, raid the throne

Mock the swine who'll rot in heaven

Swinging on the velvet ropes

Some punks getting some kicks at some party

Some night, some time ago, at some party