I hoped in the van at 6 am with a dream and my closest friends.
Welcome to the land of the skinny jeans
and the fifteen passenger van.
I'm pulling up to a brand new city,
I meet a kid in a purple deep v.
He said he used to listen to me,
Everybody seems so creepy
Step out the van and I'm feeling kind of homesick,
too much fluorescence and I'm nervous.
When the first band takes the stage
wearing super shoes and some fresh tattoos,
And everything was auto-tune
and everything was auto-tune
So I put my pants on, they're a little too tight
but I think it's going to be okay.
Nodding my head like yea,
tapping my toes like yea.
It's not a bad song, but the tracks too loud
and drummer doesn't really play.
ye-ea ye-a
It's every band in the USA
ye-ea ye-a
It's every band in the USA
So we hop on the stage at 9 pm
and turn our amps up loud.
They're like "Who's this man playing guitar riffs?
They got to be from out of town.
Singing loud but the crowd's talking over me.
This definitely ain't a shy town party.
Everybody's wearing neon,
Looking for somebody to creep on.
We huddle up and figure out a cover we could play.
I rip a fart because I'm nervous,
and turn to the crowd
and ask if they want to hear a miley cyrus song?
A Miley Cyrus song.
So I put my hands up
We're playing that song
The butterflies fly away
I'm moving my hips like yeah
I put my hands up
They're playing my song
And I know it's gonna be OK
Ye-eah, it's a party in the USA
Ye-eah, it's a party in the USA
Glamour Kills won't sponsor us
So All Time Low won't tour with us
But something keeps us on that stage
A Miley Cyrus cover is all the rage
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song
The butterflies fly away
I'm banging my head like YEAH!
I'M PLAYIN' METAL BEATS LIKE YEEEEAH
I put my hands up
They're playing my song
I know it's gonna be OK
Ye-eah, it's a party in the USA
Ye-eah, it's a party in the USA
