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Going out on friday night
Drinking with your good friends
Work for the man, do the best you can
To make it to the weekend
Everybody's coming out
We're gonna have a good time
Just forget all the bullshit
And everything will be fine
Get to the show
Things start to go
And everybody's swaying
Drinks in the air
And we don't care
Cause the band just starting playing
Guy walks by
With the look in his eye
And we know what he's doing
He's just out
To find about
The faces he can ruin
Fight fight fight
And you know it's right
Cause your always fuckin' wasted
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
To rearrange some faces
Fight fight fight
And you think its right
Testosterone abuser
Your gonna go to the punk rock show
But your just a fuckin' loser
Don't look now
I heard a pow
And there's a girl a crying
You let the one fly
And hit her in the eye
And on the floor she's lying
Your bros all thought
You were pretty cool
When they saw you deck her
I thought you knew
What steroids do
To your drunken little pecker
Fight fight fight
And you know it's right
Cause your always fuckin' wasted
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
To rearrange some faces
Fight fight fight
And you think its right
Testosterone abuser
Your gonna go to the punk rock show
But your just a fuckin' loser
Fight fight fight
And you know it's right
Cause your always fuckin' wasted
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
To rearrange some faces
Fight fight fight
And you think its right
Testosterone abuser
Your gonna go to the punk rock show
But your just a fuckin' loser