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.