Death Cab For Cutie - Champagne From A Paper Cup lyrics

i'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key

that's rusted firm, no lie

'cause all these conversations wind on and on...

drinking champagne from a paper cup

is never quite the same

and every sip's moving through my eyes

and up into my brain

at half past two; about time to leave

'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues

a sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves

as i'm waiting around for you