Party People…Friday Night – Song and Lyrics by 911

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Party People…Friday Night’ by 911. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 911 or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

Party, people, hey, it’s Friday night

We’re gonna rock this joint until the morning light

Crowd is jumping, hey, it feels all right

Forget Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, hey, it’s Friday night

Just another day, sitting watching the clock

Tick tock, tick tock, but it feels like it’s stopped

Wishing time away, pushing Monday through to Friday

I’m dreaming of the crowd; everybody’s hanging out

Soft top’s down, and we’re pumping the sounds

I can feel the vibe as we’re cruising the town

I can’t wait ’til Friday comes around

When the working week is done, got my money, and now, I’m gonna get

some

Party, people, hey, it’s Friday night

We’re gonna rock this joint until the morning light

Crowd is jumping, hey, it feels all right

Forget Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, hey, it’s Friday night

So, you all ready?

We just keep rocking on

Feeling good

Just ’til the break of dawn

Do what I gotta do, I’ll do what they say,

But I swear that ship is coming my way

I’m gonna kiss this place goodbye

I’m gonna chase my destiny

I’m gonna make it Friday every day

When the working week is done, got my money, and now, I’m gonna get

some

Party, people, hey, it’s Friday night

We’re gonna rock this joint until the morning light

Crowd is jumping, hey, it feels all right

Forget Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, hey, it’s Friday night

Party, people, hey, it’s Friday night

We’re gonna rock this joint until the morning light

Crowd is jumping, hey, it feels all right

Forget Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, hey, it’s Friday night

Bring, bring, telephone rings; tell me, baby, what you’re saying

I know, sometimes, it’s hard to take it; trust me, baby, just believe

it

Monday, I know it goes so slow; Tuesday, oh, I just don’t know

Wednesday drives you crazy; Thursday’s over, man, it’s Friday

Party, people, hey, it’s Friday night

We’re gonna rock this joint until the morning light

Crowd is jumping, hey, it feels all right

Forget Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, hey, it’s Friday night