作曲 : Shelley Harland
Friday - Shelley Harland
Get out of bed get on the train
Walk under shop fronts to avoid the rain
Forget the paper drink my coffee hold the elevator
Now I'm looking out the window
Of my 9th floor office
The steam from my cup is always
Clouding up my view
But it's a grey day anyway so nothing new
If it was friday I would walk out the door
Strap on my wings and fly away
Get out of my head
If it was Friday
I could lose myself for a couple of days
Until the Monday morning rush on the train
The only saving grace
The 10am cigarette break
Nobody seems to mind that I don't smoke
I just stand in line and choke
I got nothing to lose
I'll photocopy my face
Is it me or am I bored with the human race
The steam from my cup is always
Clouding up my view
But it's a grey day anyway so nothing new
If it was friday I would walk out the door
Strap on my wings and fly away
Get out of my head
If it was friday
I could lose myself for a couple of days
Until the monday morning rush on the train
I want the sun to shine
I want the birds to sing
I want the bluest skies
I want everything
I wanna be surprised
I want some drama in my life
I wish the birds would sing outside for me
The steam from my cup is always
Clouding up my view
But it's a grey day anyway so nothing new
If it was friday I would walk outthe door
Strap on my wings and fly away
Get out of my head
If it was friday
I could lose myself for a couple of days
Until the monday morning rush
If it was friday I would walk out the door
Strap on my wings and fly away
Get out of my head
If it was friday
I could lose myself for a couple of days
Until the monday morning rush on the train