The Art of Parties

Once I was young, once I was smart

Now I'm living on the edge of my nerves

The things we said weren't quite so tough

When we were young

Well, I'm burning

I'm burning buildings I'm building, this time

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

Under heavy weather

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

I'm burning

Burning

I'm living, I'm living my life

I'm living this time

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

I'm burning

Burning

The wind blew through my hair (Once I was young)

I'd shelter from the sun (Once I was smart)

We lived on the strength of our nerves

When we were young

Well, I'm building

I'm burning buildings I'm burning

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

Under heavy weather

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

I'm burning, I'm, I'm burning

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

I'm burning

Burning

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

I'm burning, just burning

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

I'm burning

Burning

Oh, oh, oh

For the art of parties

Oh, oh, oh

I'm burning

Burning