Lyrics:
of the weekend
Oh, you're my ticket out
And I don't want to fight it so I don't
And I don't want to lose it so I won't
And I don't want to fight it so I
crimes are cheaper by the dozen, and mothers scream out in the night
What you planning on to do here, cotton candy, jesus Christ!
Ch
Oh united states
She's a Latter Day Saint
But she's a Saturday sinner
Suicide Sunday desserts for weekends drinking her dinner
The worry keeps her slender
grandkid and father a kiss
Put your luggage in your bedroom in the kitchen sit
With your husband still up in Hudsonville
Until the weekend when his shift
clubbin' every weekend
With her friends who you know and know you
Know what you do sometimes smile and joke to
But in your head you stay true
They crew is
Lights out, boys sleepwalking on the weekend
Black out, two nights killing off a best friend
Fall out like soldiers walking off the deep end
Hands
meet
Ho ho weekend, ha ha party
Moo moo sacred cow
The White House some days
On the lawn
Well kept pedigree
Snap over bones
Surplus requirements
"The forecast calls for destruction tonight, death for tomorrow, and
Armageddon by the weekend.
This could be the end of life as we know it"
Cold
Benz's
C-notes by the layers, true fuckin" players
Jump in the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS3, I got the chronic by the tree
"I
mama
Obraz tego świata ty mi nakreśliłaś mama
Czego bym nie zrobił byś mnie nie skreśliła mama
Nie da się odwdzięczyć za to co zrobiłaś mama
Mama mama
pilotów niż US Air Force
Śnię o tym by się wyspać bardzo proszę narkozę
Brak czasu na bilans strat w końcu skończę na SOR'ze
Nie mam sił już tak gnać tempo
nie po to, by robić wrażenie na Tobie (nie)
Nie po to, nie po to, nie po to, żeby robić je na koledze (nie)
A po to, a po to, by pomóc rodzinie, koledze
He's just a friend
But she been spending every weekend with her friends
Do you think he'd even listen if you said
That she's the only reason you're
leave her
She ain't worried 'bout the ends
Cup of noodle for the scent
Whenever we eat in
That's all week even through the weekend
21 questions and my
an island, do you not see that I need you?
As you need me
A year, months, any weekend
Is no match for my loyalty
I'm sweet, jumping to your defence
Rather be punched in the face
Be sprayed with some mace
Than be head over heals
I'd rather be hit by a truck
Then be totally fucked
I know you know
thinkin alot, drinkin alot,
even gave tweakin a thought, i keep with the pot
sleepin alot, wake up confused,
i dont even know if its the weekend or not
catch wreck as you might reckon
I bend rules but I'm not Beckham
I'm obsessed til the next session
You could tell by my expression
If I ain't into you
I feel the sunrise on your face
As you're standing by the window
Feel my hand wrapped 'round your waist
As you light your cigarette
And it
for the weekend
Brutalism by the river with a new friend
No secrets, no shame
Falling in love is a dangerous game to play
sunk through the earth
And believe how slow
Sun wasn't out for all week
And the weekend just said
There's just none to show
And I barely can
Been looking at the roadwork
I can't work like this
It's hazardous for us
Better hide out for the weekend
Or they'll do us in, they'll do us all
Drink by drink, I think, I'm thinkin'
Why not train with me this week-end?
And I can't walk and I can't dance
Give me a smile and then take off
smiling bold on the edge of a cliff by the sea
On the south coast somewhere,
Wind in her hair wrapped against the cold
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