Let Freedom Ring

 

Wake up at dawn, slap a smile on,

Just another working day,

Suit and tie, kiss my baby goodbye,

And step out into the fray.

 

Monday’s blue, Tuesday is too,

I feel a jump when I’m over the hump,

By Thursday I’m fried, fit to be tied

T-G-I-F

 

For the next 48 hours,

Let freedom ring,

From the halls of every honky tonk,

To the shores of old Jack D.

 

Lift a glass for the working class,

I want to hear those voices sing,

God bless the weekend,

And let freedom ring.

 

Five days straight, I’m gator bait,

Pumpin’ out the GNP,

Makin’ somebody rich, yeah him and his bitch,

When’s it trickle down to me?

 

Just a slave-driver’s flunky and a techno junkie,

I got too many bills to pay,

Until my last breath, all that’s left is

Two days of play.

 

Watchin’ the clock, slow tick-tock

Waiting for the day to be done,

Feet on the floor, eye on the door…

 

For the next 48 hours,

Let freedom ring,

From the halls of every honky tonk,

To the shores of old Jack D.

 

Lift a glass for the working class,

I want to hear those voices sing,

God bless the weekend,

And let freedom ring.