Lyrics:
You're a crack-of-dawn, Monday-morning, coffee strong
Poured everything you got into a paycheck Friday night
You're a Powerstroke diesel,
Come thru middle of the night
Touchdown I don't wanna fight
Your mines for tonight
I just want a snack
I'm the man, with the juice
430 Friday morning
The only thing constantly changing is change
And change is always for the worse
The worm on the hook always eaten by a fish
The fish by bird man
wait for still life to move out of my mind
Tonight
I might suddenly all feel better
Saturday night
Oh yeah
Saturday night
Ow
And I feel
at night, tossing and turning
Underneath his pleated quilt protector, tears welling in his eyes as he
Pictured Marsha, her sworn vows overcome by liquor
beneath my feet.
No matter how you spin it,
It's your world baby, I'm just living in it.
Hey hey hey, hey hey hey
I'm holding on for dear life,
For just
Suffah for your glory, falling to your knees
Friday night-a brazier in your suitcase
Like a Prayer-death creeping like a nun
Monday-blind devotion
you ought to know
There's a guy in my block, he lives for rock
He plays records day and night
And when he feels down, he puts some rock 'n' roll
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
I
built that Challenger by myself
But I needed money and so I sold it
Lived a secret I should've kept to myself
But I got drunk one night and I told it
Everyone was happy
Showered by well wishers as we drove away
Now somewhere in the neon lights
I'm holdin' on for dear life
Rockin' in the arms of your
the drain
He said, "it's time to be a man and stop living for yesterday
Gotta face it"
'Cause I don't wanna spend my life jaded
Waiting to wake up one
on a Friday night
We got some George Strait songs that we turn up loud
Living it up 'til the sun comes back around
Who said there's nothing to do, who said
built that Challenger by myself
But I needed money and so I sold it
Lived a secret I should've kept to myself
But I got drunk one night and I told it
The last one leaving the bar
Why does this happen
Every Friday night
Full of shit, booze
Feathers and tar
I'm a chump for change
c fan of pain
c phone book
(hustle) on
Sunday, monday, tuesday, wednesday,
thursday, friday, saturday
[Verse: Sway]
Living through the first, first, first
Getting up at 6 really
His driver's license said James he went by Jim
A gangster wanna be and baby that was him
He stole his uncle's 44 last Friday night
Said if I
Standin' on a corner suitcase in my hand
Jack's in his corset, says to Jane
Who's in her vest
Me, babe, I'm in a rock n' roll band
Friday night's
Someone to hold
I got to make it with that woman
When the nights get hot
And she goes walking by
And the city lights, and the city lights
They make
sosa bats
We were small town kids Living the dream
Hell didn’t have much
But we had everything
Living for them Friday night
Lights to come on
If you
late, I know,
But Thick mode is on,
We've waited for this moment, all week long,
Friday night, filling up our hearts with joy,
Friday night, night
leaving
(Never a thought for ourselves)
Home
(We struggled hard all our lives to get by)
She's leaving home after living alone for
(Bye bye)
So many years
Bella Muerte
It gives the weak flight
It gives the blind sight
Until the cops come or by the last light
And for the last night I lie
Could I lie
home, after living alone, for so many years
Friday morning, at nine o'clock
She is far away
Waiting to keep the appointment she made
Meeting
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