Sometimes I feel like I'm slippin' in the same old shit.
Dead end job any day I'm gonna quit.
Home by seven by eleven I'm ready to crash,
This mean old world keeps knockin' me on my ass.
Countin' down the days to friday night.
By the end of the week I think I've earned the right
To get a little drunk, get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy, get a little numb
Raise a glass, bang my head to the beat of the drums.
Monday morning showed up way to soon
Can't call in sick you know I've got a job to do
I can dream all day about living in paradise
Well there ain't know use in wishing for a different life.
Countin' down the days to friday night.
By the end of the week I think I've earned the right
To get a little drunk, get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy, get a little numb
Raise a glass, bang my head to the beat of the drums.
Beat of the drums...
Countin' down the days to friday night
By the end of the week I think I've earned the right
To get a little drunk, get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy, get a little numb
Raise a glass, bang my head
Get a little drunk, get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy, get a little numb
Raise a glass, bang my head
Get a little drunk, get a little stoned
Catch a good buzz to my favorite song
Go a little crazy, get a little numb
Raise a glass, bang my head to the beat
Of the drums, beat of the drums
