BOYS NIGHT OUT

I
Well… 
When Friday evenin’ comes around again,
he makin’ plans with his best friend.
Seem like the workin’ week never end.

II
He’s slavin’ nine to five on that factory floor.
Eight hours assemblin’ parts is such a bore.
Time comes to punch the clock and he’s out the door.

Chorus:
He gonna mask that frown!
He gonna paint the town!
He gonna chase that sound!
The bass and drum will pound,
until he’s numbed his soul again…
He gotta jump and shout!
That’s what he’s all about!
Well it’s the way he choose,
to let off steam and lose those proletarian blues…

Bridge:
When he was young heard the Spirit’s voice within,
and he walked with his God thru life’s valley;
but o’er the years he has somehow slipped his gears,
now he’s stumblin’ down a blind and empty alley.

III
Monday through Friday workin’ for the Man.
He feels the squeeze, but does what he can.
Life slippin’ through his fingers like the sand.

IV
Keeps one eye open for a better way.
He won’t find it till he learns to pray…
but for now he don’t have much to say.
Lookout!

Chorus:
He gonna mask that frown!
He gonna paint the town!
He gonna chase that sound!
The bass and drum will pound,
until his soul is numb again…
He gotta jump and shout!
That’s what he’s all about!
Well it’s the way he choose,
to let off steam and lose those proletarian blues…
Yeah!

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