Basement dweller, dreams of stardom burned Screaming vocals, never learned Band names changed, like the wind would blow From Mann's Misfits to the Rusty Halo Party metal, never made the scene Just a garage band, a fever dream Junkhead rhythms, pounding in my head Remedy chased, another night left dead Party metal, never made the scene Just a garage band, a fever dream Junkhead rhythms, pounding in my head Remedy chased, another night left dead Dry riser nights, fuelled by desperation Xile the dream, another cheap libation Scarlet Angel whispered promises in vain A sea of scarlet, washed away the pain Party metal, never made the scene Just a garage band, a fever dream Junkhead rhythms, pounding in my head Remedy chased, another night left dead Empty bottles, overflowing lies Broken promises, reflected in my eyes The stage lights dim, the crowd disperses Another night ends, in empty verses