Cheap Thrills - Junior Prom

Come on out, come on down

Are you in or are you out?

Fourty dollars in the bank

Make it last, make it count

We’ll get a job and pay some bills

Find some cheap illegal thrills

Cause we can’t get home tonight

Wherever we end up we’ll be fine

(Ayyy, Ayyy)

When there’s nothing left to prove

We’ll be soaking up the sun

And the panoramic blues

(Ayyy, Ayyy)

While they say it’s getting late

So while were young

Tomorrow can wait

Give it up, give it out

Now you’re slumming with the saints

Breaking hearts since '88

Some will come, most will go

Love is hell and so is youth

You want some existential truth?

If it all comes crashing down

Made a lost that always found