I want to tell you a little story 'bout a party that went all
right, but went all wrong I want to tell you a little story
'bout a party in this song... it happened back in '93, in the
pittsburgh punk rock scene an event that will go down, in infamy
it was all the master plan, of one legendary punk rock kid his
name was "spaz", S-P-A-Z... an eviction notice sent to
his house sparked off an idea, "I should have one last party
al my place..." so off he set with his master plan, the
invitations in his hand read, "you're invited to my house
destruction party!" spaz's house destruction party, it was
chaos with no end if you were crazy enough to make the house
destruction party then you know you're lucky that you lived we
played there st. patrick's day, with submachine and the bad
genes in a basement full of debris from kicked in doors, broken
glass, kicked in walls the place was trashed the house was now
missing It's support beams the bathrooms had no toilets or sinks
left in them there was nothing in the kitchen left to break aus
rotten spray painted on walls, drunk punks passed out in the
halls and this was just the second night, or a three-day long
party the cops showed up and all the kids went piling out the
back I remember running away and hiding out in the lot behind
the squirrel hill mellon bank the cop said, "I want to
speak to someone who lives here!" and this punk kid said
she did he asked, "is this the condition this house has
always been in?" she answered, "ah... yeah, it
is."