Tonight we'll watch the presidential candidates debate
And I'll bike 17 blocks down Haverford Avenue to buy a case
And we'll pretend to know our facts
While we verbally castrate the GOP
And we'll 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 5 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 God damn fridge