Texty: Gavin DeGraw. Chariot. Chemical Party.

Here at the party
Everyone's happy
Everyone's high

Get struck by lightning
Who here would feel it?
Who here could heal it?
Who here would try?

Chemical party, lover down
It's not the walls, it's not this town
You're just too high to see the point
You think your name is 'Pass the joint'

I think I like you
But you like this whole room, you sexy machine
I'm jing-a-linging from here to the ceiling
Inside I'm reeling, so fresh and so clean

Chemical party, lover down
It's not the walls, it's not this town
You're just too high to see the point
You think your name is 'Pass the joint'

You're still too amazing to ignore
But I'm incapable of rescuing you
You find it too damn easy to get bored
That's why you're always trying something new
And then when you can't hold up, they're all over you
Flies on cake, flies on cake

Chemical party, lover down
It's not the walls, it's not this town
You're just too high to see the point
You think your name is 'Pass the joint'

Chemical party, lover down
It's not the walls, it's not this town
I'm just too drunk to make my point
But you think your name is 'Pass the joint'
Oh you think your name is 'Pass the

La la la
La la la
La la la
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