Showtime

I invited you to to the show I didn't know it'd sell out though And guest list's full But if you left it until the day I've tried my best but there's no way to get you in And it blows but showtime is over And I'm sorry I'm drunk and you're sober You always get in free When you're something to do with the industry And not friends we me Even though I've known you for years They're still backstage drinking beers Fingers in ears Don't even bother asking for a +1 Because guest list is out of the question son