The Party Song

Jesus is at the table drinking wine with Dionysus Judas is arguing with Apollo about what the meaning of life is See I sent out invitations to a party I was thowin', and everybody came And everyone except for Jesus forgot to RSVP I never thought that Micho would get along with Rousseau But with a little bit of booze the conversation just seemed to flow And old Marx was in the backyard gettin' high on the trampoline Said it reminds him way to much of liberal, political economy Yes I know that I am hosting but I cannot entertain I am tired of takin' life so seriously Starring up her skirt so long at her black underwear She used to take me for a sucker, now she's takin' me upstairs Old Dylan he drove up from northern Minnesota He said Del you sure are a skinny little fucker And he heard Guthrie in the back, all the way from the grave Just to play some songs for folks who were too damn drunk to leave Yes I know that I am hosting but I cannot entertain I am tired of takin' life so seriously Starring up her skirt so long at her black underwear She used to take me for a sucker, now she's takin' me upstairs You should have seen Ghandi role right though my front door On fixed gear bike, with a smile that seemed so sure He was passing out drinks to anyone who was looking bored The he passed right out on the bathroom floor Yes I know that I am hosting but I cannot entertain I am tired of takin' life so seriously Starring up her skirt so long at her black underwear She used to take me for a sucker, now she's takin' me upstairs So here's the moral of the story if you care enough SOmetimes truth it gets a little gray and things start gettin' rough You might even feel like the reason's just playing hard to get It's a life that's full of things that don't quite end up makin' sense You see life is full of things that don't quite end up makin' sense