[Intro] (Spoken / crowd chant) Three! Two! One! …Wait, who started at seven? [Verse 1] Someone taped a disco ball to the moon, DJ’s late but the beat showed up soon. Confetti in places it shouldn’t reside, And nobody knows where the timetable died. Shoes by the door, names by the bar, That might be a pirate, or maybe a star. Promises written on napkins and skin, Already forgetting what year we’re in. [Pre-Chorus] Glasses raised to bad ideas, Laughing louder than our fears. If the rules knock, we don’t let ’em in — This is how the loonies win. [Chorus] It’s a loony New Year, we’re counting wrong, Singing next year’s song too strong, too long. Midnight came early, or maybe late, But we kissed anyway — don’t complicate. Cheers to the mess, the noise, the cheer, If this is crazy, keep it right here. It’s a loony New Year, still dancing at midnight! [Verse 2] Someone swore they’d quit bad habits tonight, Said it proudly, then asked for a light. Plans for the future, bold and sincere, Expire somewhere around January. The DJ drops something nobody knows, Half of us dance, half strike heroic poses. Countdown restarts for the fourth time straight, We celebrate early — procrastinate late. [Pre-Chorus] We toast to dreams both big and small, Some will stand, some trip and fall. If they fade by week number two, At least we danced while they were new. [Chorus] It’s a loony New Year, turn it up loud, Wrong lyrics sung with dangerous pride. Clocks can argue, we’re not impressed, Time’s just guessing like all the rest. Cheers to the now, the almost, the near, To friends who feel like chosen family here. It’s a loony New Year, still dancing at midnight! [Bridge] (Shout-along) To the weird! To the kind! To the beautifully out-of-line! If we don’t fit — perfect design, Raise that glass, you loony mine! [Break / Drop] DJ spin it — new year, same us! [Final Chorus] It’s a loony New Year, no rewind, We bring last year’s jokes into next year’s mind. If tomorrow’s serious, tonight’s the joke, And we’re laughing in a cloud of smoke. Cheers to surviving, cheers to the cheer, If home is a feeling — it’s right here. It’s a loony New Year, still dancing at midnight! [Outro] (Spoken, smiling) Okay… this countdown counts. Probably.
