Friday!

FRIDAY! Working the weekly grind, we all need a chance to go unwind Friends all gather ‘round, its time to set all your troubles down A single Mom juggling many lives Wondering if she’ll ever make it through the day The dark suit stiffs on the subway train Climbing up the ladder now—what price will they pay? Our soldiers scattered all across the globe Duty, honor, country calls—serving the USA The week is done, we’ve made it to the end Its time to shake the trees, what do you say? Its Friday, Friday—we’re gonna party, party I said its Friday, Friday—we’re gonna party, party We’re gonna party down We’re gonna kick on back, open up the tap, and just forget about the fray Come on and let it out, let there be no doubt, its time to loosen up and play We’re gonna crank it up, until we feel the pump, we’re gonna dance the world away We’re gonna make the rhyme, totally freeze in time, we’re gonna celebrate today TGIF—Friday! Blue collar rust belt men working on the line Never knowing when their job may go away The red-eyed college prep with a heavy load Will they ever find a balance between study, work, and play? All of us in our hurried lives Stop for just a moment and just hold it all at bay Our job is done so let’s get busy now Its time to light the fuze and get blown away Its Friday, Friday—we’re gonna party, party I said its Friday, Friday—we’re gonna party, party Gonna let our hair down