Il testo della Ready for the weekend

Counterfeit, counterfeit
That's what you're shouting at me
I could run but i'd sooner have this
And i make her bleed

Lick the blood stain from your finger
Say what do you see?
Remind you that whatever you get is
What you want it to be

You get a feeling, that's what you choose
And i was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you're waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state you're in

I tell my good friends, get out the way
Of all the lightning hitting the trees today
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance

I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend

Coming back, coming back
To a place where i never knew
Pushing knobs, pushing faders
But i don't know what they do

This reflection in my mirror
Reminds me of you
When i tilt it towards the sunlight
You fall out of view

You get a feeling, that's what you choose
And i was told there was not a minute to lose
So if you're waiting, jump out your skin
To find a cure for whatever state you're in

I tell my good friends, get out the way
Of all the lightning hitting the trees today
We get a thrill from clapping our hands
We find the nearest girl and ask her to dance

I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend

I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend

I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend
I put on my shoes and i'm ready for the weekend
Weekend, weekend, weekend