Oh, I'm coming out tonight
It's going to be a regular debutante's ball
I'll be your life of the party this evening
You'll know from the sign on my back

(All my friends are making noise)
We are the truth from the flood
We are the successful failures
(But I can't make out a word)
We are the fortunate sons
We are
We are

I'd come on over and say hello
But it is way too cold, too cold now
I'll just be over here in the corner
With all my latest admissions

(All my friends are making noise)
We are the truth from the flood
We are the fortunate sons
(But it only brings me down)