Of one legendary punk rock kid
His name was, 'Spaz', S P A Z

An eviction notice sent to his house
Sparked off an idea
"I should have one last party at my place"

So off he set with his master plan
The invitations in his hand read
You're invited to my house destruction party

Spaz's house destruction party
It was chaos with no end
If you were crazy enough
To make the house destruction party
Then you know, you're lucky that you lived

We played there St. Patrick's Day
With submachine and the bad genes
In a basement full of debris

From kicked in doors, broken glass
Kicked in walls the place was trashed
The house was now missing its support beams

The bathrooms had no toilets
Or sinks left in them
There was nothing
In the kitchen left to break

Aus rotten spray painted on walls
Drunk punks passed out in the halls
And this was just the second night
Or a three-day long part

Spaz's house destruction party
It was chaos with no end
If you were crazy enough
To make the house destruction party
Then you know, you're lucky that you lived

The cops showed up and all the kids
Went piling out the back
I remember running away and hiding out
In the lot behind the squirrel hill Mellon bank

The cop said, "I want to speak
To someone who lives here"
And this punk kid said she did
He asked, "Is this the condition
This house has always been in?"
She answered, " Ah, yeah, it is

Spaz's house destruction party
It was chaos with no end
If you were crazy enough
To make the house destruction party
Then you know, you're lucky that you lived