The Weekend

The Weekend

The week already started and Monday has passed

We're well on our way to Friday at last

The weekend brings smiles and fun and cheer

And pint after pint of cold tasty beer 

So with the patience of a monk and the strength of an ox

I'll put on my pants and pull up my socks

Fight through the week like 300 strong

And make it to Friday, I've waited so long 

I'll drink whiskey at an irresponsible rate

Pick up a hooker and call her my date

Keep drinking until all the voices are quiet

Maybe go home, maybe start up a riot? 

Eventually pass out, alone in my bed

Relieved not to be in jail or dead

Awake in the morning, I've felt better and worse

Water and Gatorade will now be my nurse 

Start to recover as the Sun goes down

Grab another bottle and pass it around 

Rinse and repeat is the name of the game 

Plenty of options to focus the blame 

I don't judge you or how you deal with the stress

So don't you judge me or how I handle my mess

Let's just agree that we're on the same page

Make it to the weekend and let loose the rage!