Down The Local

Friday night comes around again,
Gonna stay out late, 
Drinking beer with my friends,
Good times are had by all,
Out on the street, 
Or crashed out on the floor

Our spiked and pierced and tattooed crew,
With a thirst for a good time,
And a taste for the brew,
Each Friday night that goes by,
They come around,
To get drunk or high

Ch
Let's go! Down the local }x3
Tonight!
(x2)

On Friday nights it's about time,
To give my girl a break,
So I head off down to the local
To hang out with my mates,

We watched Nick pass out in the front yard,
Asleep on the bark and grass,
When he came back around again,
Everyone kicked his arse

Ch

I (Lowki) pass out in mid sentence,
Jim's crashed out on the floor again,
Matti and Spun have skated home,
Deed's searching for a beer again

Todd's sprawled out on the tiles,
Too much vodka for him,
This is what happens down the local,
Every single weekend

Ch