Swinging with the Beat of the Band

Swinging with the beat of the band
Wondering if this spaceship will land
Feeling light headed, could it have been what I drank?
Not a chance, I ain't a lightweight!

The song dies down as the crowd starts to roar
I've got a good veiw from my spot on the floor
I hear another band start to make their way in
But all I'm feeling is a heave from within

It spews on the floor, on shoes all around
I laugh, here it comes! Can't help myself now
On the side of my head I feel someone poke
He smells and he's fat, what a dumb bloke!

He pulls me up, pushes me to the wall
I'm getting scared, cause I can't even bawl
He pushes me to the bathroom and shuts the door
He's on the outside, making me wonder more

When my insides are gone and I fin'ly can stand
I make my way out of this smelly crap stand
I see the old guy, the one who had poked
He says "You excited?"; Are you kidding? I'm stoked!

Swinging with the beat of the band
Feel like I'm soaring above all the land
What was that, could it be what I drank?
Not a chance I ain't no... oh, wait!

Authors Note: I'm aware this is more revolting than amusing, but I had nothing else to label it under. I was also exceedingly bored when this was being written, so please excuse it's rubbish.