Verse 1 Forty people sitting on the floor in a circle An hour of arguing about the mop Someone says the word sellout like a verdict Someone else says it right back Chorus Raise your hand if you love this place Raise your hand if you’re tired Raise your hand if you love it and you’re tired Verse 2 We say we do it ourselves, we say it every week Then we vote on who gets to keep it The minutes will say it passed unanimously The minutes were written by a kid who fell asleep Bridge I love every one of you I wouldn’t trade a single Friday I would also like to go home This is my home You are my home Final Chorus Raise your hand if you love this place Raise your hand if you’re tired Raise your hand if you love this place Raise your hand if you’re tired Raise your hand if you love this place Raise your hand if you’re tired Raise your hand if you love it and you’re tired Raise your hand Raise your hand Raise your hand
