Initiations Week Lyrics

On initiations week

On initiations week

We'll be kicking out the jams

And going at our peak

Initiations, formal invitations

Flighty and fancy

All night catty and chatty

They said "Who's gonna slam?

You on the periphery

Your folded shoulders, your lives mean nothing"

They keep the quiet ones quiet

And thinking "It works fine without me

Just fine without me"

But tonight that's where every last one's gonna be

There for all the lovely eyes to see

All the lovely eyes to see

And no one's going to disagree

And we'll be kicking out the jams

And going at our peak