| Song | The Party |
| Artist | Marillion |
| Album | Live In Montréal - Saturday |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (music:marillion lyrics:steve hogarth) | |
| She bought a bottle of cider | |
| From the shop on the corner | |
| They didn't stop her | |
| Thought she was older | |
| She took a bus ride | |
| To a name and a number | |
| A house full of music | |
| And a hat full of wonder | |
| And some of the people that | |
| She thought that she knew | |
| Were never like this | |
| When she saw them at school | |
| She's never been anywhere like this before | |
| Everybody's so out of control | |
| She was in a backroom | |
| Full of strange aromas | |
| And noises and candles | |
| That was where he found her | |
| He took her to a garden | |
| Full of rain and silence | |
| And she could smell the soil and the trees | |
| And see the succulent light | |
| From the little fires in his eyes | |
| Pulling shapes out of the night | |
| She was enchanted.... | |
| Then it's twelve o'clock | |
| And the last bus is gone | |
| They're gonna go crazy when | |
| They hear what she's done | |
| And higher is lower | |
| And less is like more | |
| She's never felt anything like this before | |
| Before | |
| And then it was yesterday | |
| And he said 'oh, by the way,' | |
| 'welcome to your first party' |
| music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth | |
| She bought a bottle of cider | |
| From the shop on the corner | |
| They didn' t stop her | |
| Thought she was older | |
| She took a bus ride | |
| To a name and a number | |
| A house full of music | |
| And a hat full of wonder | |
| And some of the people that | |
| She thought that she knew | |
| Were never like this | |
| When she saw them at school | |
| She' s never been anywhere like this before | |
| Everybody' s so out of control | |
| She was in a backroom | |
| Full of strange aromas | |
| And noises and candles | |
| That was where he found her | |
| He took her to a garden | |
| Full of rain and silence | |
| And she could smell the soil and the trees | |
| And see the succulent light | |
| From the little fires in his eyes | |
| Pulling shapes out of the night | |
| She was enchanted.... | |
| Then it' s twelve o' clock | |
| And the last bus is gone | |
| They' re gonna go crazy when | |
| They hear what she' s done | |
| And higher is lower | |
| And less is like more | |
| She' s never felt anything like this before | |
| Before | |
| And then it was yesterday | |
| And he said ' oh, by the way,' | |
| ' welcome to your first party' |
| music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth | |
| She bought a bottle of cider | |
| From the shop on the corner | |
| They didn' t stop her | |
| Thought she was older | |
| She took a bus ride | |
| To a name and a number | |
| A house full of music | |
| And a hat full of wonder | |
| And some of the people that | |
| She thought that she knew | |
| Were never like this | |
| When she saw them at school | |
| She' s never been anywhere like this before | |
| Everybody' s so out of control | |
| She was in a backroom | |
| Full of strange aromas | |
| And noises and candles | |
| That was where he found her | |
| He took her to a garden | |
| Full of rain and silence | |
| And she could smell the soil and the trees | |
| And see the succulent light | |
| From the little fires in his eyes | |
| Pulling shapes out of the night | |
| She was enchanted.... | |
| Then it' s twelve o' clock | |
| And the last bus is gone | |
| They' re gonna go crazy when | |
| They hear what she' s done | |
| And higher is lower | |
| And less is like more | |
| She' s never felt anything like this before | |
| Before | |
| And then it was yesterday | |
| And he said ' oh, by the way,' | |
| ' welcome to your first party' |