Your heart's beating faster, your blood runs cold.
You're haunted by visions, of the stories they told.
There's a masked assailant, and he's out for you!
When you hear him coming, what you gonna do?
X triple I
Friday night!
The sound of chains, the gleam of the blade
Run for your life!
X triple I
Time to die!
He's in your mind, he's creeping up behind
There's nowhere to hide, on a Friday night!
You can feel the tension, building up inside
By the cover of darkness, as the campfire dies!
He's moving through the shadows - He can smell your fear
You won't know he's coming, 'till he's there
X triple I
Friday night!
The sound of chains - The gleam of the blade
Run for your life!
X triple I
Time to die!
He's in your mind, he's creeping up behind
There's nowhere to hide, on a Friday night!
X triple I
Friday night!
The sound of chains, the gleam of the blade
Run for your life!
X triple I
Time to die!
He's in your mind, he's creeping up behind
There's nowhere to hide, on a Friday night!
X triple I
Time to die!
X triple I
There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
X triple I
On a Friday night!
Artist: Flip Grater
Artist: Jackson Browne
Artist: Rolling Stones
Artist: Warrant