JJ Demon - Friday Night Alone lyrics
[JJ Demon - Friday Night Alone lyrics]
Everyone, look into the television now
Hell has risen outta the
Elements in the ground
Fellowship of the sound
Always looking ahead with a final glance back
Before we put it to bed
It's as good as it gets
Wouldn't it get any better if
You were my editor?
Oh you think you're so very
Clever? Well you're not
Robots roam the perimeter
Minister on the soapbox, so very sinister
Isn't it possible to feel better than alive?
There's only one way to find out
You better hide
Music has never been described as this before
Kiss your forever a goodbye
Better be advised
Weather we decide to level everything or not
Everybody dies bombs away
Bombs away bombs away
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty
And we can dance all night in the fiery glow
When they burn down this whole city
So yes (yes) , I'm sure (sure)
That this is going to mean war (war)
When you're locked in the cellar
With your loved ones fella
But someone's at the door
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty (Pretty)
And you can spend your Friday nights alone
When they burn down this whole city
Everyone, look into the television now
(Now now, now now, now now, now now)
We need medicine, we need medicine
Put it on the front page
And bold the lettering
The media's seen enough Leno
And Dave Letterman it's plans for the poor
Being lost and editing
Toss the prejudice out of this seventh story
Before we see hell on Earth
The presence of Heaven's glory
They don't give a fuck about us dying
It's a science
Of making money by taking it from
Somebody as broke as I am
Open up an eye and just
Look at all the disease
Crooked politicians are putting on a routine
They're talking about taxes when the fact is
When half the fucking country is still in
The short cause if their tax bracket
Now we live in the old shell of a hospital
Cause you made health care impossible
People are dying in a war?
Well back home more people are
Dying cause they're poor
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty
And we can dance all night in the fiery glow
When they burn down this whole city
So yes (yes) , I'm sure (sure)
That this is going to mean war (war)
When you're locked in the cellar
With your loved ones fella
But someone's at the door
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty (Pretty)
And you can spend your Friday nights alone
When they burn down this whole city
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty
And we can dance all night in the fiery glow
When they burn down this whole city
So yes (yes) , I'm sure (sure)
That this is going to mean war (war)
When you're locked in the cellar
With your loved ones fella
But someone's at the door
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty (Pretty)
And you can spend your Friday nights alone
When they burn down this whole city
Everyone, look into the television now
(Now now, now now, now now, now now)
Hell has risen outta the
Elements in the ground
Fellowship of the sound
Always looking ahead with a final glance back
Before we put it to bed
It's as good as it gets
Wouldn't it get any better if
You were my editor?
Oh you think you're so very
Clever? Well you're not
Robots roam the perimeter
Minister on the soapbox, so very sinister
Isn't it possible to feel better than alive?
There's only one way to find out
You better hide
Music has never been described as this before
Kiss your forever a goodbye
Better be advised
Weather we decide to level everything or not
Everybody dies bombs away
Bombs away bombs away
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty
And we can dance all night in the fiery glow
When they burn down this whole city
So yes (yes) , I'm sure (sure)
That this is going to mean war (war)
When you're locked in the cellar
With your loved ones fella
But someone's at the door
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty (Pretty)
And you can spend your Friday nights alone
When they burn down this whole city
Everyone, look into the television now
(Now now, now now, now now, now now)
We need medicine, we need medicine
Put it on the front page
And bold the lettering
The media's seen enough Leno
And Dave Letterman it's plans for the poor
Being lost and editing
Toss the prejudice out of this seventh story
Before we see hell on Earth
The presence of Heaven's glory
They don't give a fuck about us dying
It's a science
Of making money by taking it from
Somebody as broke as I am
Open up an eye and just
Look at all the disease
Crooked politicians are putting on a routine
They're talking about taxes when the fact is
When half the fucking country is still in
The short cause if their tax bracket
Now we live in the old shell of a hospital
Cause you made health care impossible
People are dying in a war?
Well back home more people are
Dying cause they're poor
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty
And we can dance all night in the fiery glow
When they burn down this whole city
So yes (yes) , I'm sure (sure)
That this is going to mean war (war)
When you're locked in the cellar
With your loved ones fella
But someone's at the door
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty (Pretty)
And you can spend your Friday nights alone
When they burn down this whole city
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty
And we can dance all night in the fiery glow
When they burn down this whole city
So yes (yes) , I'm sure (sure)
That this is going to mean war (war)
When you're locked in the cellar
With your loved ones fella
But someone's at the door
So, yes (yes) , I'm pretty (Pretty)
Sure that this won't be pretty (Pretty)
And you can spend your Friday nights alone
When they burn down this whole city
Everyone, look into the television now
(Now now, now now, now now, now now)