Body in the Frathouse

Written by Jacob Keplinger, Liz Siegel, Jackson Keplinger, Elliott Eastman, & Lucien Fournier

You really thought you were on your own?
I didn’t know what to say
But there's somebody on the phone
They can't get to me
You got everyone in the car
Road trippin' now
And you're stopping at every bar
Tearing up the town

And I feel it in my head that it’s true
Everybody's calling for you
Dragging, oh it’s dragging you through
Dirty marks on your shoes
A sweat starts to break
It beads on your face
You know this isn't anything new
Cuz oh, it’s true
You didn’t think it through

Your girl drives a minivan
And she's got a gun
Good thing there's a rug inside
Or we'd be on the run
I heard a cracking sound (stop! gunshot!)
And opened up the door
I looked over the balcony
And saw you on the floor

And now my head is pounding, it’s true
Everybody's coming for you
Dragging, oh we're dragging you through
Bloody marks on our shoes
A sweat starts to break
It beads on my face
We're stalling and we're panicking, too
Cuz oh, it’s true
We didn’t think it through

But there’s a body in the frathouse
Keep it at the back now, woo-hoo!
Knocking on the front door
Body's on the back porch, woo-hoo!
Everybody’s leaving
Party-goers stealing, woo-hoo!
Body in the frathouse
Body in the frathouse

It could be this way for the rest of my life
Or maybe I’ll find just the right place to hide
Or maybe I’ll wait for the mosts of my life
For someone to come knocking at my

Body in the frathouse, body in the frathouse
Body in the frathouse, body in the frathouse
Body's on the front lawn, burn it in the cauldron
Body in the frathouse, body in the frathouse!

Body in the frathouse, body in the frathouse!
Body in the frathouse, body in the frat-