I'm gonna crash into the weekend like a falling sky Like a smiling, don't-give-a-fuck kid caught in a lie I'm gonna come on down like running blood I'm gonna dive into the weekend teeth first in the mud
I'm gonna crash into the weekend to the sound of a gong Hey, if days are short, the nights are long I'm gonna smash all thoughts on how to have fun I'll hit the weekend like a cake shot out of a gun I'll hit the weekend like a cake shot out of a gun
I'm gonna crash into the weekend like a runaway train I'm gonna drink that lake till it's merely a stain Gonna steal an extra foot from someone in the street So I can crash into the weekend on my own three feet
I'm gonna crash into thе weekend like a crumbled car Likе a bundle of joy lit like a cigar Well, label my brain obsolete So I can crash into the weekend like a sinking fleet I'm gonna crash into the weekend like a sinking fleet I'm gonna crash into the weekend like a sinking fleet I'm gonna crash into the weekend like a sinking fleet Alright now
I'm gonna crash into the weekend like a busted jaw Riding shotgun to a monkey on a circular saw Last place, human race I'm gonna crash into the weekend like a swinging mace I'm gonna crash into the bottom of the bottomless pit And on the bottom of the bottom of the bottomless pit Erect me a ladder, I got a job to get done And hit the weekend like the demon's most favourite son I'll hit the weekend like the demon's most favourite son I'll hit the weekend like the demon's most favourite son I'll hit the weekend like the demon's most favourite son I'll hit the weekend like the demon's most favourite son I'll hit the weekend like the demon's most favourite sonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
