Hitting it up

[Intro – fuzzy guitar riff, snare roll build] (Instrumental Solo) [Verse 1 – bouncy bassline, rapid strummed guitar] Clock hits nine and the walls start to sweat Got a pocket full of cash and no time to regret Friends yelling loud through the smoke and the noise Tonight’s the night we lose all our poise [Pre-Chorus – rising guitar tension, quick drum fills] Tired of being quiet, tired of being cool Gonna let my freak flag fly like a fool DJ’s spinning tracks that make the floor shake I’m gonna lose my mind for heaven’s sake [Chorus – full band blast, gang vocal backing] I want the party started, so I can act retarded Throw my hands up high, let the chaos get started No more rules, no more boring facade Tonight’s the night we let the crazy run wild [Verse 2 – punchy guitar chords, snappy hi-hats] Spilled my drink on the couch, tripped over a chair Laughed till I cried, didn’t even care Someone’s singing off-key, someone’s doing a dance This is the moment we’ve been waiting to chance [Pre-Chorus – intensified guitar, faster drum pace] Tired of holding back, tired of playing nice Gonna make a mess and pay the price later Speakers cranking till the windows rattle I’m gonna let loose, ain’t gonna battle [Chorus – louder gang vocals, distorted guitar solo tease] I want the party started, so I can act retarded Jump on the table, let the good times get started No more filters, no more keeping it tight Tonight’s the night we let the stupid take flight [Interlude – distorted guitar solo, pounding drum beat] (Instrumental Solo) [Bridge – stripped back guitar, playful spoken-word vibe] They can stare, they can judge, they can call me a clown I don’t care what they say, I’m gonna hold my ground Life’s too short to be stuck in a box Gonna dance till my feet feel like rocks [Final Chorus – full band climax, layered gang vocals] I want the party started, so I can act retarded Scream at the top, let the madness get started No more worries, no more staying polite Tonight’s the night we let the crazy shine bright [Outro – fading guitar, final drum crash] Party’s winding down but the fun ain’t done Gonna sleep all day, then do it all again