Lyrics
Going out on Friday night
Drinking with your good friends
Work for the man
Do the best you can
To make it to the weekend
Everybody's coming out
We're gonna have a good time
Just forget all the bullshit
And everything will be fine
Get to the show
And start to go
And everybody's swaying
Drinks in the air
And we don't care
'Cause the band just started playing
Guy walks by with the look in his eye
And we know what he's doing
He's just out to find about
The faces he can ruin
Fight, fight, fight and you know it's right
'Cause you're always fuckin' wasted
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
To rearrange some faces
Fight, fight, fight and you think it's right
Testosterone abuser
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
But you're just a fuckin' loser
Don't look now
I heard a pow
And there's a girl a crying
You let one fly
And hit her in the eye
And on the floor she's lying
Your bros all thought you were pretty cool
When they saw you deck her
I thought you knew what steroids do
With your drunken little pecker
Fight, fight, fight and you think it's right
'Cause you're always fuckin' wasted
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
To rearrange some faces
Fight, fight, fight and you think it's right
Testosterone abuser
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
But you're just a fuckin' loser
Fight, fight, fight and you think it's right
'Cause you're always fuckin' wasted
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
To rearrange some faces
Fight, fight, fight and you think it's right
Testosterone abuser
You're gonna go to the punk rock show
But you're just a fuckin' loser
