Cheap Thrills

Cheap Thrills - Junior Prom

Written by：Ian Longwell/Junior Prom

Come on out come on down

Are you in or are you out

Fourty dollars in the bank

Make it last make it count

We'll carry shops and pay some bills

Find some cheap illegal thrills

'Cause we can't get home tonight

Wherever we end up we'll be fine

When there's nothing left to prove

We'll be soaking up the sun

And the panormic blues

While they say it's getting late

So while were young

Tomorrow can wait oh

Give it up give it out

Now you're slumming with the saints

Breaking hearts and saying yeah

Some will come most will go

Love is heaven so is you

Do you want some existential truth

If it all comes crashing down

Made a lost that always found

When there's nothing left to prove

We'll be soaking up the sun

And the panormic blues

While they say it's getting late

So while were young

Tomorrow can wait

We'll go on we'll get by

Shut down the bay you and I

It's not late

It's not far

For we can't stay here

No we can't stay here no more

When there's nothing left to prove

We'll be soaking up the sun

And the panormic blues

While they say it's getting late

So while were young

Tomorrow can wait

While were young

Tomorrow can wait for