Lyrics Friday Fighting - Sam Fender

Friday Fighting

Chest pushed out so far his back could break
'Cause girls appreciate the very worst primates
Had I known it when I hit the floor
Fresh from the Mantua war, people scream for more
It’s Friday fighting
Oh, it’s Friday fighting
On the corner with the reprobates
That you will call your mates for all the years you’ll waste
This toxic masculinity
It’s all that I can see in floods of thirsty streets
It’s Friday fighting
Oh, it’s Friday fighting
Oh, it’s Friday and I’m fighting
Let it all out on someone who doesn’t know
What’s behind these closed doors
But it’s Friday, I’ll be fighting
You’ll find him by the way he walks
And all the girls he warps with his addictive talk
The door I turn attention to
The boy that had no clue what he was coming to
It’s Friday fighting
Oh, it’s Friday fighting
Oh, it’s Friday and I’m fighting
Let it all out on someone who doesn’t know
What’s behind these closed doors
But it’s Friday and I’m fighting
Let it all out on someone who doesn’t know
What’s behind these closed doors
What’s behind these closed doors
What’s behind these closed doors
What’s behind these closed doors
Oh, it’s Friday
Oh, it’s Friday