Il testo della Friday night

Friday night
Come on quick we still have timeto lose ourselves in our state of mindlet's get to this place where we don't stand all alonewhere the music's loud and we've got something to do
Some say people revolvestuck on a carrousel-ride while trying to get offi'm only leaving this place when i'll be there alonewhen the music's out and i've got nowhere to go
But something always happens herewhere the music suits my interestsi had my share of joy and laughteri always feel at home
Come on quick we still have timeto lose ourselves in our state of mindlet's try and find out just how far we can gowith no consience for excessive overload
Some say people revolvestuck on a carrousel-ride while trying to get offwell maybe that's me and i am just like the restbut i don't want to admit it 'cause i just get depressed
But something always happens herewhere the music suits my interestsi had my share of joy and laughteri always feel at home