A long week at your back
Friday evening you arrive home
Waiting for this moment
A song sounds on your phone
You are ready, you smile
You close the door and say goodbye
You go downstairs
Your friends are waiting for you in the car.
Where we´ll go tonight?
What people we will see again?
Where will sound the music?
Where this story is going to end?
Maybe tomorrow we won´t remember tonight
Or maybe we´ll never forget
these moments with our friends
In wich we must not left behind our fight
Good times lived with my friends
and good times to come someday
Cold beers, so beautiful girls!
Come back to the street.
Don´t care about tomorrow,
Now is weekend, I feel free!
Cold beers, so beautiful girls
Come back down the pub.
Oi!Oi! music singing with your friends
And some punk bands.
We are ready, enjoy with us!
Friday evening you arrive home
Waiting for this moment
A song sounds on your phone
You are ready, you smile
You close the door and say goodbye
You go downstairs
Your friends are waiting for you in the car.
Where we´ll go tonight?
What people we will see again?
Where will sound the music?
Where this story is going to end?
Maybe tomorrow we won´t remember tonight
Or maybe we´ll never forget
these moments with our friends
In wich we must not left behind our fight
Good times lived with my friends
and good times to come someday
Cold beers, so beautiful girls!
Come back to the street.
Don´t care about tomorrow,
Now is weekend, I feel free!
Cold beers, so beautiful girls
Come back down the pub.
Oi!Oi! music singing with your friends
And some punk bands.
We are ready, enjoy with us!