(originally by Edna's Goldfish)




Looking out my window 

Nothing to do but to drive in circles 

Well, I don't want to have to go home tonight 



Up and down the boulevard 

How did I survive in suburbia 

When there's nothing to do 

And they take away what I love to do the most, yeah 



Friday night, you're not gonna get it 

Saturday, you try to give me one more 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again 



I head back to my backyard 

I know life's rough but sometimes it's really hard 

To do what I love to do the most, yeah 



Now I'm stuck, I'm back in the loop again 

I'm not gonna lose and I know I'm never gonna win 

Sometimes life is just that way 

We all say 



Friday night, you're not gonna get it 

Saturday, you try to give me one more 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again 



Friday night, you're not gonna get it 

Saturday, you try to give me one more 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again 



And now the weekend comes and I try to get inside 

But the guy at the door tells me that I'm denied 



Friday night, you're not gonna get it 

Saturday, you try to give me one more 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again 



Friday night 

Saturday 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again 



Friday night 

Saturday 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again 



Friday night, you're not gonna get it 

Saturday, you try to give me one more 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again 



You try to give me one more 

You try to give me one more 



Friday night 

Saturday 

Sunday morning, just waiting for the 

afternoon so I can be a kid again