[Intro — heavy riff] Thirty-five years. Same degenerates. Let's go. ─── [Verse 1 — talk-rap] Thirty-five years and we're back at it again, Flew in from Australia, who invited this man? Barfadile Dundee with his yellow ball tight, Launched it off the pontoon into the black of night. Oy oy oy — he's already in the water, Nobody told him Minnesota's a little colder. Keane shows up, BK's little bro, Spent forty minutes looking high and low, "Where the hell are my sunglasses, I swear they're gone" — Brian's had 'em on his face since the break of dawn. Nate's had one job since he was twelve, Jon T.'s talkin' bout high school like we all behave ourselves. ─── [Pre-Chorus] This ain't a tour, this ain't a retreat, Thirty-five years of refusing defeat! ─── [Chorus] Dude, are you peeing on me?! Not again, man, my sheets were clean! I came for golf and beer, not a yellow stream, But DAYPOM lives on in a neon dream! ─── [Verse 2] Whitefish chain, pontoon's low, Andrew hates Zorbaz but that's where we go. Moonlite Bay, same argument, different sun, He's already back tomorrow before the night is done. Too many White Claws, midnight poker run, Bishop's tracking yellow balls until the morning comes. Yellow ball on the green, yellow ball in the lake, Barfadile Dundee's gonna find it — make no mistake. Who the hell let Brian drive that golf cart, dude?! Hospital on standby, that's just what we do. ─── [Bridge — half-time, raw] One thousand holes at Emily Greens, Thirty-five years still chasin' dreams. Deacon's Lodge at twilight glow, Eighteen a year — boys, where did it go? Sixteen thousand miles just to meet again, Flew one of 'em in from down under, man. Casino bets, blackjack woes, Somebody's gonna yack before the night even goes. (building) Oy oy oy — Bishop found the ball! Thirty-five years, we gave it our all! ─── [Final Chorus — full distortion] DUDE, ARE YOU PEEING ON ME?! Neon skies, we're forever free! We raise a glass to the years behind, DAYPOM, my brothers, 'til the end of time! (fading) Oy... oy... OY!
