spoken: Dan Aykroyd]
This is the city. It's a city of crime. My name is Friday. I carry a badge
3: 15 a.m., Thursday, January 15. It was chilly that morning in the City of Angels. On this particular occasion we happened to witness a pagan ritual in progress
See that, Streebek? We're just in time
We have stumbled into a major crime
They've got the girl all fright
Now that's not nice
I think she is the subject of a sacrifice
Buddy, we're putting this party on ice
But first you know we really ought to read 'em their rights
Read ‘em their rights
Read ‘em their rights
Well, I'm here tonight to rap about your rights
'Cause right now you're in trouble
Don't have to say nothing at all, you all got two calls
And you'd better make ‘em on the double
This is a city of crime
Don't step out of line
This is a city of crime
You'd better be praying your judge is kind
Dan Aykroyd]
You're a dangerous mob and it is our job
To bust you all for being violent
While we are here let's state it clear
You have the right to remain silent!
Well, excuse me copper, Mr. Crimestopper
What is wrong with what we're doing?
We just like to dance in our goatskin pants
Around this ancient ruin
Now it's not so funny
That it costs big money
If you ever have to hire a lawyer
It's my duty to inform you
And my pleasure to warn you
We'll provide one for ya!
This is a city of crime
Don't step out of line
This is a city of crime
You're looking at seven to nine
Dan Aykroyd] Now you know what you've been doing is a serious crime
And you'll probably be doing some serious time
In case you might be worried about the friends you lose
At least they get to see you on the evening news
It's a new sensation
We go down to the station
You're going to answer some questions
And have some refreshments
What is your full name? What were you doing on January 15th of this year? All we want is the truth, mister. What were you doing in the location in question? What is the purpose of your pagan organization?
Whoa! You can't pin nothing on me copper!
Well, excuse me
Excuse me
Don't use or abuse or refuse me
It's no joke, I'm broke
My rights I can and will invoke
I'm homely, and I'm lonely
But the state cannot disown me
It's ain't funny
I might want money
To take home to my honey
This is a city of crime
Don't step out of line
This is a city of crime
Where an honest man is hard to find
In case you don't agree
With my methodology
I like to do things my way
(Don't get memory loss
About who's the boss)
Don't forget my name is
(Friday!)
I'm the man of the hour
The tower of power
I'm the arm of the law
The very last straw
I'm on the side of the right
A Trojan white knight
If you get me uptight I am
A frightening sight
I'm as strong as the army
Nothing can't harm me
Coming down like a hammer
(Get ready for the slammer)