Tonight we'll watch the presidential candidates debate

And I'll bike seventeen blocks down Haverford Avenue to buy a case

And we'll pretend to know our facts

As we verbally castrate the GOP

And make our parents proud by voting early

But whatever the outcome next year

Mantua will still be here

And I'll be sitting on the roof

With my five best friends

Talking real big game

On all of our shitty bands

I don't care what you believe

You'll never be on the MTV

So Madison Square Garden's our basement

And if the cops show we'll find their replacement

Tomorrow morning

I'm scrambling every last egg in the goddamn fridge