There´s a party at the neon graveyard
A Dixie cup full of sin
My chaperone is playing the trick card
And all my good intentions were bad (Hey)

I´m walking through a ring of fire
With a credit card glued to my hand
And my cellphone is slowly melting
Don´t you know I´m still a friend of the band?

I´m with the band
I´m with the band
I´m with the band

I got a heart full of napalm
And a black bouquet
I´m taking calls from your mom
Asking if I´m okay (Hey)

I´m walking through a ring of fire
With a credit card glued to my hand
And my cellphone is slowly melting
Well, don´t you know I´m still a friend of the band?

I´m with the band
I´m with the band
I´m with the band
I´m still a friend of the band

Hey
I´m with the band
I´m with the band
I´m with the band