Weekend Fever

Clock struck five, the chains unlocked. My shoes hit pavement, no time for

talk. The city's a jungle, the neon's alive. Work week's a

shadow, now I thrive. Tick-tock-tick, the night's on fire.

Heartbeat races, climbin' higher. The end of the grind, the weekend

is here. Raise your glass and drown the fear. Feel the rush,

feel the beat. Dance like the world's under your feet. Traffic lights blink

like a cosmic show. Moonlight's a DJ spinnin' low. My tie's in

the wind, my phone's on mute. Freedom tastes sweeter like forbidden fruit.