[Intro/Chorus]
I'm gonna have myself an emo party
I will invite all of my emo friends

We will put all our records on
and dance and dance and dance until we don't feel sad


[mc chris]
Shake that booty, wipe them tears
Work that body, fight them fears

Speak your mind and let them hear
Defend yourself, cause you're not weird
We got balloons and paper plates

Party favors, ice cream cake
Turtlenecks and circle frames
One eye's hidden behind my bangs

Got black jeans, I got Doc Martens
Skin that's thick and a heart that's hardened
Lives have ended, party started

Pocket full of pencils, let's get arty
No big whoop, ain't no thang
Dance pants on and a disco brain

I feel no pain, got no nerve endings
Now check the e-vite that I'm sending


[Chorus]

[mc chris]

I don't wanna be sad no more
I just wanna get on the dance floor
In this case the carpet, might sound far-fetched

Goes into my art and makes me an artist
repeat 4X]E-e-e-e e emo party