Na-na, na-na-na, na Friday can't come fast enough Here's to another week gone Raise 'em up and sing along Let the good times roll when the guitars play Alarm clock, ding-dong, pants up, boots on Coffee, cigarette, blue-collar breakfast Hard hat, fork

I need this I need this like a knife in the back REPEAT CHORUS Come inside, take a seat or a ride We're so glad that you're here, now come on Have a drink of some coke, gasoline or some rope A guillotine, are you gone? Don't turn around, ignore that

All our troubles gone Like when we were young Take me back to where we all began Here we are again like we should have been Oh my lady can I have this dance? Cross my heart and hope to die My mama says to pick the best

I hit the ground and I'm still running but I need a place to stay tonight, I swear I'll be gone in the morning I just need somewhere warm to close my eyes Can you hear the desperate cries that are calling out your name? Twisting your arms, holding out

I'll see you there When the daylight comes and I look across the room, I see you're gone. As the morning breaks and I reach to hold your hand I can see, see I'm the only one. Well, your clothes are gone and your bags are packed But the bed's still warm

And the only thing to save Is the banner that you wave To be wrapped around your grave You've gone too far, who do you think you are Is this what you came for, well this means war To line up to the ring For a battle that you can't win Swing as hard as

Fingers tap into what you were once And I'm worried that I blew my only chance While we are young And my heart Was colder when you've gone And I lost my head Under the sun You hold your truth so purely Swerve not through the minds of men

Gimme some of that La la la la la la Twisting and burn up, Can't nobody stop us We're gone delirious Out to the sun up We're gone delirious! Come and take a ride Take it all night, who cares?!

Soon we will be gone A free will sacrifice As free men we are born And free we shall die See them gathered on the plains now See an army strong and vast As long as one of us remains here None of them will ever pass Here they come so raise the shields high

Weathered by the storms and well oiled hands I've read a lot of books, wrote a few songs Looked at my life, where it's goin', where it's gone I've seen the world through a bus windshield But nothing compares to the way that I see it To the way that I see