[Lyric] Friday Night Massacre (Sunday Ave)

Down go the masses
Out with my friends
Slow like molasses
You do your dance
Shoot at my family
Shoot at my land
Target the army
With your head caught in the sand

Up with the ashes
Rose clouds set the sky
Out walks the fascist
A teardrop in his eye
Speak up if you’re nervous
Tell us if you’re scared
Build up the hidden courage
These people weren’t prepared

It’s a Friday night massacre in the street
My head is light and my chest too heavy to breathе
Down go the masses
Out with my lens
Blood rеd are the glasses
That show me to the end
Watch out for the airmen
Foreign as they come
Careful how you see them
You’d think there’s more than one

It’s a Friday night massacre all around
My head is high and my feet won’t touch the ground

Wait till they call for your name
Then who are you going to blame?
A mind that is bent out of shape
Or a crime that is feared far too late?