It's eight -oh -two,
the coffee's cold
Shove it down and hit the road
Pressed and neat,
let's kill the streets
Jumpin' to the rhythm
and the traffic flows
Punch the clock, I'm right on time
Boss is smilin', feelin' fine
Telephones ringin', telex singin'
And the hits of the secretary pass by
Around about noon
you take a little break
Maybe have a cheeseburg
and a chocolate shake
Trade a few jokes, some anecdotes
A couple of laughs,
and a couple of smokes
Afternoon's passin', it's ten to three
Up comes a question on my TV screen
Come on, going to the party,
we'll take you to the party
Back to the apartment,
shave and a shower
Down a couple drinks
cause you've got another hour
Get a little bit of loose,
make a change of clothes
Order up some pizza, anything goes
It's Friday night, you better take a cab
Down too many,
you could en d up on the slabs
Or have another drink
cause you don't need to think
Think about breathalyzer tests
or driving in the city
Take me to the party
Don't drink and drive
Take me to the party
That's my bus
You've got to, hey, turn it up
Rip it down and burn it up
Ho, ho, shut the game
You've got to, hey, blow the door
Hit the walls and slap the floor
Ho, ho, go out with the bang
Bang!
hey, blow your crew
Roll around and break the rules
And ho, ho, shock the gang
You've got to, hey, be a brat
Stretch it thin and make it snap
And ho, ho, go out with the bang,
bang
You've got to, hey, turn it up
Rip it down and burn it up
And ho, ho, shock the gang
You've got to play, blow the door,
hit the walls and slap the floor
Ho, ho, go out with a bang,
bang
Blow your coals
Break the rules
Make it bounce
Make it snap
Make it bang, bang
Bang, bang