I live in an Ice house a
I never do dance salsa
I'm living in Jamaca
I live in an Ice Breaker
I'm living in Africa
I never do Know where a
Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall
Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me's missing
I miss her Kissing
I don't know nothing but I know

She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday

My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
and my body can't sleep to dream
And my Eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky

Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know

She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday

(Street sounds; Door opens and closes; sounds of baby crying and television)

MOTHER: That's right! That's all you do, just sit in front of the TV!
FATHER: Hey, don't break my balls, shut up already!
MOTHER: You're not gonna help! I gotta deal with your kids and that loser son of yours...
FATHER: I work hard all day and I gotta deal with your SHIT! (Sound of glass breaking)
MOTHER: What do you fuckin' think you're doing? What are you doing?!
FATHER: How do you like that?!
MOTHER: What do you think you're doing?
FATHER: How do you like that?!
MOTHER: You fucking animal!
FATHER: I told you to shut the hell up!
MOTHER: Don't you ruin my kitchen! I'm sick of this! I want out! I want out!
FATHER: Get the fuck outta here!
MOTHER: I can't stand this! You and your lousy fucking kids!
FATHER: Hey, how do you like that you bitch? (More glass breaking)
MOTHER: Don't you destroy my kitchen!
FATHER: Hey, I'll destroy your world!
MOTHER: FUCK YOU! You PIECE OF SHIT! Now get out of here you pig!
FATHER: Yeah, get outta here...you!
MOTHER: You and your fucking loser son! (Door slams) I'm outta here! I'm
not dealing with nothing anymore! You piece of shit! I WANT OUT! I WANT OUT!

(Kid breathes heavily; turns on stereo)

MOTHER: Get outta here! Get outta here! I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE!!

(Sound of bathroom door opening and closing; bathtub water turned on)

MOTHER: I want you outta here! Right this minute! I gotta use the
bathroom! Whatta you doin' in there?! You goin' through my makeup? It's my
bathroom, I gotta use it! Don't touch my tampons! It's my bathroom, I work
hard to keep it clean, I can use it whenever I want!

(Sound of Kid slitting wrists; brief cry of pain)

MOTHER: It's my bathroom!

(Sound of blood dripping into the bathtub; door opens)

MOTHER: Oh, oh, OH MY GOD! OH JESUS CHRIST! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! OOOOH MYYYY GOOOOD!!!!

(Dripping continues)

I crashed, I burned
But then I learned
To keep my eye on you
You always say
You'll lead the way
But then you never do

I slowed, I swerved
But lost my nerve
And quickly looked away
When I looked back
The day was black
Then I heard you say

Why is the sun hot?
Why does it rain?
Why is there danger and
Why is there pain?
Why can't the burden
we carry go away?
And why isn't it Friday today?

Your lack of trust
Is hardly just
So do as you've been told
Please follow me
Into the sea
Don't worry if it's cold

I knew right then
My chance again
Had quickly slipped away
I crash I cry
I burn but I
Still follow anyway

Why is the sea cool?
Why is it blue?
Why do I stay here?
Why is it you
Notice the danger
But don't help in any way?
Why isn't it Friday today?

fri fri fri day
fri fri fri day
fri fri fri day

see it don't really matter what yo boss got ta say
we cant make ya mad
see its pay day
you got double over time
aint nothin on yo mind
time to recline
hit the club we gon ride
cause its friday

friday
friday
friday

aint no sweat
give me my check
let me jet
go get fresh
look my best
better then the rest
best in the flesh
greater then lest
take you the pass
yes im the head
rub my glass
second best on the verse
im the worse when im on tha
when i play, i look fly
all the girls wanna
all the girls wanna
ride thro the hood with a chevy dom
the south got bottom and we love the thump
the bass gon vibrate in the trunk
the thump gon make the body hump

its friday its pay day
everything gon go my way day
every body gonna hear what i got to say
im out this bitch til monday
[x2]

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block
the club is the place where the party gon rock
[x2]

you been workin all week didn get much sleep
but today is the last day
time to go play
get yo check
get out that bitch
you know where to go to get crunk with it
hit the club
get you drank on
hit the dance flo get yo crank on
party over here get crunk over there
erbodys hands in the motherf**kin air
hot - but you feelin good
you aint on the clock so its all good
you havin you a ball
you with yo dogs
and the club packed from wall to wall

see it don't really matter what yo boss got ta say
we can make ya mad
see its pay day
you got double over time
aint nothin on yo mind
time to recline
hit the club we gon ride
cause its friday

friday
[x3]

just got paid its friday night
hit the mall get fresh
hit the club tonight
damn right
party til its time end
on saturday i be back again
its the weekend baby have a blast
you thru with yo drank have anotha glass
get yo ass on the dance flo have some fun
you in the middle of the crowd nigga burn you one

they drankin they thankin
the weekend last forevera
but before you leave the club you need to pull you together
while you sippin and tippin
you need to check you ride
because you don't want to go outside and catch a dui

warning fridays usually lead to high volums of drinking smoking and partying

its friday its pay day
everything gon go my way day
every body gonna hear what i got to say
im out this bitch til monday
[x2]

I'm off the clock, I'm turning the block
the club is the place where the party gon rock
[x2]

Ladies and gentelmen
boys and girls
its with great pleasure for me to introduce to you
my wychlef john

aitte now i know yall crunk
we gon keep yall crunk
we bringin back that funky shit
ying yang and wychlef in this bitch
but i would like to introduce to yall my man the wonder boy
but yall may know him as jerry wonder on the bass guitar

Tuesday seemed like it was thursday
Yesterday I came back down
Standing there
Just like the fool I know I'd become
I realize that I'm aware

Once again I see the sunshine
Yeah, and
I wipe the sleep out of my eyes
Well I wake up
To find the world has not stopped turning
And I
And I am gonna be alright

And I lost way too much in you
Now I don't know what to do
Oh, Oh, Oh
I broke down
Just like I have so times before
Now I see that nothing has changed
Oh, Oh, Oh
And lately things
Have turned around back where they were before
And I got too much on my mind
Mind...

Tuesday seemed like it was thursday, WHOA
Yesterday I came back down
Standing there
Just like the fool I know I'd become
I realize that I'm aware

And I lost way too much in you
Now I don't know what to do
Oh, Oh, Oh
I broke down
Just like I have so times before
Now I see that nothing has changed
Oh, Oh, Oh
And lately things
Have turned around back where they were before
And I got too much on my mind
Mind...

I broke down
Just like I have so times before
Now I see that nothing has changed
Oh, Oh, Oh
And lately things
Have turned around back where they were before
And I got too much on my mind
Mind...

OLD SCHOOL GUITAR SOLO

I live in an Ice house a
I never do dance salsa
I'm living in Jamaca
I live in an Ice Breaker
I'm living in Africa
I never do Know where a
Where I'm living but I'm living in a free fall
Whenever she goes away
Might as well be in San Jose
'Cause I never can tell where my
Where my heart's gonna spend it's time
Half of me's missing
I miss her Kissing
I don't know nothing but I know

She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday

My head is a hurricane
My heart is a touch insane
and my body can't sleep to dream
And my Eyes open up to scream
And my mouth is a thin straight line
As I'm struggling to pass the time
And my crime is that I'm living life without her
And the morning soon will come
And the days nearly almost done
And the clock says it's half past five
But the sun is still in the sky

Disorientated
Insatiated
How long I've waited but I know

She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday
She's coming back on Friday