Eli Miller was a legend among the New Albion party circuit. For those who religiously spent their weekends in one of the drug-fueled dance parties always appearing, the name Eli Miller was always pronounced in the most reverent of tones
If on weekends you go wild
Dress up then go out to play
Pop some pills and feed your head
And just dance the night away
If you feel it's getting stale
The same old thrill from week to week
They say Eli has the cure
The onyx ticket that you seek
Thе hidden party
All those strange old rumors that you'vе heard
It's so fierce that it blows minds
Some who go just don't return
Nothing wilder exists
It's invite only and
If you want an onyx ticket
Then Eli Miller is your man
Eli is my cousin and the thing that no one knows
Our family has a curse from very long ago
Each generation there's a chosen one who comes along
Who inherits the black rock
If on weekends you go wild
Dress up then go out to play
Pop some pills and feed your head
And just dance the night away
If you feel it's getting stale
The same old thrill from week to week
They say Eli has the cure
The onyx ticket that you seek
Thе hidden party
All those strange old rumors that you'vе heard
It's so fierce that it blows minds
Some who go just don't return
Nothing wilder exists
It's invite only and
If you want an onyx ticket
Then Eli Miller is your man
Eli is my cousin and the thing that no one knows
Our family has a curse from very long ago
Each generation there's a chosen one who comes along
Who inherits the black rock
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