I want to tell a little story 'bout a party that went all right, but went all wrong
I want to tell 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 to his house sparked off an idea,

"I should have one last party at my place..."
so off he set with his master plan, the invitations in his hand read,
and you're invited to my house destruction party


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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 ba!@&(t full of debris
from kicked in doors to broken glass to knocked out walls, the place was trashed

the house was now missing its 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, of a three-day long party


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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... yea it is"


[Chorus]