I don't want to go I don't know Where everybody goes They pat each other on the back They wear their beards unkept with the mesh baseball hats I'm caught in the fold Lost in the smell of birth control When it's time to say goodnight, how will you know? There may be no one left to rub elbows I don't want to go I don't know Where everybody goes They pat each other on the back They wear their beards unkept with the mesh baseball hats I'm caught in the fold Lost in the smell of birth control When it's time to say goodnight, how will you know? There may be no one left to rub elbows