Hello six pack of confidence,
Been so many nights since we first met,
Glad to see youve brought all your friends,
For another night of plastic cup politics.
Hello Mr. Six pack of confidence,
I'm glad to see youve already met,
Ms. Twelve ounces of loneliness,
And Mr. Plastic cup politics,
I see you're under the influence,
Of warm beer and the comfort of all your friends,
And I see that Mr. Loud Mouth has had his 40 ounce,
And will pass out, I have no doubt,
So drop your plastic cups and clear your clouded heads.
I keep asking myself if they realize,
Their fears are really just the same as mine,
Do they know all their insecurities,
Are the same ones that are inside of me?
As people come and go,
Do they know they're really not alone?
And the life of the party just left,
I guess I couldn't cure his emptiness.
Like all the rest.
So drop your plastic cups and clear your clouded heads,
Your clouded heads.
Here we are, another wasted night
And I am right along the side
Of forty sets of bloodshot eyes
And plastic smiles miles wide
Match plastic cups well leave behind
Its just another night of plastic cup politics
So drop your empty cups and clear your clouded heads