Lyrics Blink–182 – Kings Of The Weekend
Text:
Can you read my thoughts
I’m not sure what I said
I feel dumb and
Long night coming
Did you steal my prayers
I don’t know where I was
I feel numb and
All or nothing (all or nothing)
It’s Friday night let’s lose our minds
In a downward spiral
Here we go
Because we got no control (no control)
It’s Friday nights always save my life
From the worst of times
We ever had
Thank God for punk rock bands
Until Monday morning strikes again
We are the kings of the weekend
I can feel my head
Falling off my neck
I need something
To keep going
So just take my hand
Only seconds left
The clock’s running
Our time’s coming
Aww!
It’s Friday night let’s lose our minds
In a downward spiral
Here we go
It’s Friday nights always save my life
From the worst of times
We ever had
Thank God for punk rock bands
Until Monday morning strikes again
We are the kings of the weekend
It’s Friday night let’s lose our minds
In a downward spiral
Here we go
Because we got no control (no control)
It’s Friday nights always save my life
From the worst of times
We ever had
Thank God for punk rock bands
Until Monday morning strikes again
We are the kings of the weekend
Album
Blink–182 – Blink–182 - California
