Thursday night, going out I've been waitin' all week to scream and shout Takin' my leather, smashing the door Mom's crying: Please don't drink no more Bottle or two, brandy on wine By the time I'm back, I'll be shitfaced fine Night in the City, I'm in trance Me and the boys heading straight to the Place! In the pit, mp3 blasting loud As time goes by, the bigger the crowd Dudes come, dudes go Funny faces we don't know Vegetable people lurking around No wonder roaches can be found Smelly ol' hobo living near Cashing change on our plastic beer!