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title: "PARTY"

meaning: "US party chapter: bottomless glass, pills that don't hit, ask the crowd if you're happy: pleasure-only mode until the come-down."

year: 2025
release: "US"
releaseType: "album"

artist: "Scoobert Doobert"
artistId: "#scoobert"

credits: "Written, performed, and mixed by Luke Francis Walton."

apple: "https://music.apple.com/us/album/party/1801554450?i=1801554451"

themes: ["party", "escape", "body", "US", "pleasure"]

isrc: QZHNB2591463
isrcSource: soundexchange
lyrics: |
  Raise a glass
  I wanna it to be bottomless
  Could get used to this
  Another round and then get bored

  Take a pill
  It don't hit that hard any more
  Anyway anyhow
  Someday I'm gonna have to come down
  Come down

  Party
  I wanna listen to my body Apocalyptic kinda naughty Everybody singing
  Nah nah nah
  Nah nah nah nah

  Party
  Can you tell me if I'm happy?
  Better yet, can you control me?
  Get the people singing
  Nah nah nah
  Nah nah nah nah

  Simmer down
  I don't even wanna think a bit
  Not a second in the thick of it
  I'm ignoring everything
  Thing that isn't pleasure or
  leading to a better state of body
  Can we talk about me?
  Don't wanna talk about the weather, politics,
  Why don't we play around with chemistry?
  For me.

  My soul is heavy
  And my eyes are drooping
  But my heart is yearning
  For a good distraction
  Maybe one night
  Start a little chain reaction
  Oh no, why I'm thinking
  Like this ain't for a reason?

  Party
  Can you tell me if I'm happy?
  Better yet, can you control me?
  Get the people singing
  Nah nah nah
  Nah nah nah nah

draft: false

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Fourth chapter of [*US*](/albums/us/) (April 4, 2025), the party *before* the after-party. Where [*JAZZ FLUTE*](/songs/jazz-flute/) unplugged and [*AFTER-PARTY*](/songs/after-party/) chased 2 a.m. elsewhere, **PARTY** stays inside the room and asks the crowd to tell it how it feels.

The pleasures keep failing on contact: the bottomless glass still bores you, the pill *don't hit that hard anymore*. So the chorus outsources the rest, *can you tell me if I'm happy? Better yet, can you control me?* Then the crack: soul heavy, eyes drooping, *oh no, why I'm thinking like this ain't for a reason?*

Same nah-nah hook as [*LOL*](/songs/lol/), but here the crowd is the mirror. The chapter EP is otherwise instrumental only, with no sequel strip.

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