Ready for the Weekend

作曲：Adam Wiles

作词：Adam Wiles

Counterfeit, counterfeit

That's what you're, shouting at me

I could run but I'd sooner have this

And I make her bleed

Liquid blood stain from your finger

Say what do you see?

Remind you that whatever you get is

What you want it to be (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 your 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

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

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

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

Oh, I put on my shoes and I'm ready for the 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 (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 your 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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