Paroles de Weekend

When they come out to find you And they cannot describe you Someone somewhere has to buy you out of your weekend Friday is the fever And Monday the destroyer You are a permanent feature Perpetual weekend And on the wire in the morning, there's a city growing in my head Where there is no weekend When they come out to find you And they can multiply you Someone's been caught in the crossfire Of your weekend Friday is the teacher And Monday the tormentor You are a new kind of creature Perpetual weekend And on the wire in the morning, there's a city growing in my head Where there is no weekend You took the end You took the end out of the weekend You are a permanent feature You are a new kind of creature You took the end You took the end out of weekend