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  • The television's on
    And I'm walking through the yard
    The house is fast asleep
    And I'm crying in my car
    Dying for the weekend
    The kids are alright
    But they don't smile much
    They sit up in their garage
    With their decks and their stuff
    Dying for the weekend
    The boy's on a charge
    But his mother doesn't know
    He never got around
    Yet to telling her son
    It would only make her crazy
    And I'll be fine
    I'm only sleeping in my head
    And I can fly
    I close my eyes and I can fly
    The television's on
    And I'm walking through the yard
    The house is fast asleep
    And I'm crying in my car
    Dying for the weekend
    The kids have got a gig
    In an all night rave
    They're lookin' pretty tough
    But I still want to say
    Do you really have to go?
    Down in the back street
    A skinny kid cries
    Bad drive Saturday
    Another life flies
    Dying for the weekend
    And I'll be fine
    I'm only sleeping in my head
    And I can fly
    I close my eyes and I can fly
    And I can fly
    And fall toward the end
    And I can fly
    And I'll be fine
    I'm only sleeping in my head
    And I can fly
    I close my eyes and I can fly
  • The television's on
    And I'm walking through the yard
    The house is fast asleep
    And I'm crying in my car
    Dying for the weekend
    The kids are alright
    But they don't smile much
    They sit up in their garage
    With their decks and their stuff
    Dying for the weekend
    The boy's on a charge
    But his mother doesn't know
    He never got around
    Yet to telling her son
    It would only make her crazy
    And I'll be fine
    I'm only sleeping in my head
    And I can fly
    I close my eyes and I can fly
    The television's on
    And I'm walking through the yard
    The house is fast asleep
    And I'm crying in my car
    Dying for the weekend
    The kids have got a gig
    In an all night rave
    They're lookin' pretty tough
    But I still want to say
    Do you really have to go?
    Down in the back street
    A skinny kid cries
    Bad drive Saturday
    Another life flies
    Dying for the weekend
    And I'll be fine
    I'm only sleeping in my head
    And I can fly
    I close my eyes and I can fly
    And I can fly
    And fall toward the end
    And I can fly
    And I'll be fine
    I'm only sleeping in my head
    And I can fly
    I close my eyes and I can fly