When Friday Comes Along

Lyrics

Clements One more Monday morning at the station See the hangdog faces we all wear They don't know I know the combination When Friday comes along I'm gonna get my share Seasoned ticket holders, please, forgive me I've had enough of Monday morning rain I wonder if you knew you'd all come with me When Friday comes along I'll never be the same Well, I've done more than my share I know more about laissez-faire Than to sit and wait until my ship comes in It took a whole lot of getting wise And just a little bit of free enterprise Before I realised that stealing is no sin Drag my name through scandal and sensation Read about it on the Southern Line I'm going where I need no reputation When Friday comes along it's gonna work out fine I've got a ticket on a 747 And I'll be dancing all the way to heaven When I get that Friday midnight flight down south And when my working day is done I'll sell the story to the Sun 'Cause I could never look a gift-horse in the mouth So if you get that early train next Monday Say I won't go down without a fight Even if I'm doing time by Sunday When Friday comes along I'm gonna be alright Yes, when Friday comes along I'm gonna be alright