Friday Night Songtext
von Webster's Wheel

It′s Friday night
You want to Prejudize
About the life I am living
Pull that needle out your eye
And be forgiven

Stacks of bones from the nights
With my dreams piled high
Triumphantly all around my
Dirty feet
Don't even expect me to blink
When I am told what I think
Ain′t in line with your past due views
Cause even thick lines
They fade
As you chill away in the shade
The smoke will clear
As you start to fear
Your own shame


It's Friday night
You want to Prejudize
About the life I am living
Pull that needle out your eye
And be forgiven

So call that
Kettle back
And be
Understanding
Memories of
Used to be
With old me
Will I see
Carve it deep into
Fast aint better soon
Just believe that the past
Will crack seep then be through

Crazy cause I'm thinking
Lazy man still can
As the lazy bird stands
One leg next to
One leg next to
One leg next to the other


It′s Friday night
You want to Prejudize
About the life I am living
Pull that needle out your eye
And be forgiven

Criss crossed my buns
Ran into a simpler fun
One Without the pressure
Of being accepted of you