Lyrics: Citizen King. Mobile Estates. Closed for the Weekend.

Where I come from stealing's like giving
Make a Robin Hood living eight days out of the week
At the fat lace pace I race the ease back
Disorderly conduct in a catatonic state of relax

In the brass knuckle turnbuckle
I drink the daydream
Up all night on a cloud
Getting even louder than before
What about it, what can you do?
Closed for the weekend

Speak before I drink and drink before I speak
Developments arrested by speech and no action
Noise complaints from the neighbors next door
Might as well lay off the bell 'cause I won't turn it down

In the brass knuckle turnbuckle
I drink the daydream
Up all night on a cloud
Getting even louder than before
What about it, what can you do?
Closed for the weekend

In the brass knuckle turnbuckle
I drink the daydream
Up all night on a cloud
Getting even louder than before
What about it, what can you do?
Closed for the weekend then it's through

Saturday and Sunday too
A two-day wait with a one-room view
On the freeze for a stunt
Turn on the green when Monday comes
Saturday and Sunday too
A two-day wait with a one-room view
On the freeze for a stunt
Turn on the green when Monday comes
When Monday comes
When Monday comes
When Monday comes