On initiations week
On initiations week
We'll be kicking out the jams
And going at our peak
Initiations, formal invitations
Flighty and fancy
All night catty and chatty
They said "Who's gonna slam?
You on the periphery
Your folded shoulders, your lives mean nothing"
They keep the quiet ones quiet
And thinking "It works fine without me
Just fine without me"
But tonight that's where every last one's gonna be
There for all the lovely eyes to see
All the lovely eyes to see
And no one's going to disagree
And we'll be kicking out the jams
And going at our peak
