Sun sets, it's a Friday night
You smoke a cigarette and put on a leather jacket
Walk fast like you're the king of the world
Like you could get any girl
But baby maybe you can
Film school and a bleeding mind
You swim with monsters but you run out of time
You're a weekend hot shot and I'm a weekday fool
Canyons and the punks on the beach
They don't know their maker, just drink slurpees
Pick it out, what you're gonna wear
You know it better be 60's
You better tease up your hair
Full moon, lips and teeth
You fly on an interstate
Catch it on your phone
Blew your mind on stupid drugs
No they were never enough
You'll always need something higher
You're a weekend hot shot and I'm a weekday fool
Weekends are fun when your young and it feels like the whole world's on your side
But we will get older, the good times much slower and one day we will die