Year of the Weasel
Released from self-served exile
The year of the weasel has come
For five long years he has waited
Now he’s back and the plan of attack
Is to party and get messed up
Fuck yeah let’s get annihilated

Come on everybody
Move your bodies
Shake your arses swing your hair
It’s the party
To end all parties
Raise your glasses to the air

You know you’ve all got invites
Into his lair we go
BYOB, let’s get wasted
Now we’re here, scream and cheer
Let your inhibitions go
The thrill is so intoxicating
Yeah, do the moon dance
Move like a weasel
Down all of the shots
Fall like a weasel
Get into a fight
Punch like a weasel
Try out your luck
And fuck like a weasel

Party into the early hours
It’s what we were born to do
This gathering was long awaited
In the burrow you forget your sorrow
And live in the moment again
All is great when you’re inebriated