[ Featuring Sam Vermeer ]
If I could have a dinner party
With anyone from history
I wouldn't invite Mahatma Gandhi
Or try to solve a mystery
I think I'd choose my father
Got some things I want to know
In my head I imagine
That this is how it'd go
Can you pass me the salt
This bluefish is so good
It's been like fifteen years, since the last time that I had food
Didn't like your last girlfriend, you're better without her
Keep waiting for someone you could love as much as your mother
When I was your age, I didn't know what I wanted, I
Felt like I was stuck and the future felt so daunting
You should work on your posture, and I think you'd like grad school
But you're doing just fine son, I'm so f*cking proud of you
If I could have someone for dinner
Then I'd be a cannibal
That's the kinda thing he'd think is hysterical
Sometimes I just know
Da-da-da...
So when's the next time that you're free
