The Dinner

Well he was bragging ‘bout investments
She was talking ‘bout ozempic
And the dinner had a guestlist
Guess it's hell on earth

He told her she seemed unstable
She got up and left the table
Guess it's hard to find an angel
When it's hell on earth
Hell on earth

Sometimes it gets so hard to listen
They send food back to the kitchen
Said they wanted something different
Could you get much worse
Came to dinner as a favor
But it's feeling more like labor
So I told ‘em: See ya later
Gave ‘em hell on earth

Well, I tried my best tonight
Don't know what for
I click my heels three times
Oh, we’re not in Kansas anymore

Take me home
Take me home
Take me home

It's the way they never struggled
Bills have always gotten paid
Pockets never been in trouble
Unemployed and unashamed
I'm the child of my mother
New England born and raised
Where the common sense is common as a nose job in LA

Well, I tried my best to find
What I came here for
I pass the welcome sign
As I'm walking out the door

Take me home
Take me home
Take me home

I know it's time to go
When there's cocaine on the nose
And they start asking who you know at the table
Grab my coat
Skip the goodbye, hit the road
Swear they wouldn't even noticed
If I never even showed

So, take me home
Take me home

Take me home
Take me home
Take me home