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arne åsmund - friday night at the whittingham كلمات الأغنية

[intro]

[verse 1]
on one stormy friday night
i looked at the pills inside my hand
and i thought “how about not putting them in my mouth”
that’s when all the fun began

i felt it rushing over me
a sudden surge of energy as if some sickness washed away
suddenly more alive than i had felt in quite a while
i just knew this would be one beautiful day

the nurse came in to see how i was doing
a pretty young girl with long brown hair
i hit her on the head and hid her underneath the bed
and i merrily walked on out of there

right outside my cell, i heard a terrifying yell
as the warden came running at me with a taser in his hand
i do not remember if i strangled or dismembered him
but he will never dance again

[hook] x2
tonight, i’m walking out that door
you won’t see me come back around here no more
that’s me on the tv screen
but they’ll never catch me

tonight, i’m walking out that door
you won’t see me come back around here no more
that’s me on the tv screen
but they’ll never catch me

(no, they’ll never catch me)

[verse 2]
with the warden’s keys i could get around with ease
so i went to see the guy who cooked out pills
i’ve been known to be quite the prodigy in chemistry
and gladly i displayed my sk!lls

i fed him methamphetamine, some adderall and ephedrine
i think the guy got quite high that day
but he screamed like a child and when i drowned him in formaldehyde
and all his skin was burnt away

i was really glad to see the head of security
’cause i would need his help accomplishing my plan
i asked him really nice if i could borrow one of his eyes
and why this upset him, i will never understand

flew into a frenzy swinging his baton at me
and seemed quite keen on tearing me apart
he wasn’t being nice, so i took out a b-tter knife
and placed softly in his heart

[hook] x2
tonight, i’m walking out that door
you won’t see me come back around here no more
that’s me on the tv screen
but they’ll never catch me

tonight, i’m walking out that door
you won’t see me come back around here no more
that’s me on the tv screen
but they’ll never catch me

(no, they’ll never catch me)

[verse 3]
i wasn’t stopped by any retinal scan
carrying the head of security in my hand
i was just one door away from getting outside
but i just had to say one last goodbye

i went to see the old physician
i could find his office by following the sound
he was a jazz man and used to have a br-ss band
with musical and medical instruments all around

i kicked the door in and politely greeted him
“sir, it’s time for your physical exam!”
in my code of ethics, there’s no need for anaesthetics
and he wept like a child when the surgery began

my father taught me how to fix stuff
first you take the thing apart
he looked a bit amendable and quite inre-ssemblable
but when it was done, he looked like a funny piece of art

his anklebone connected to his wrist bone
a saxophone jammed into his ear
a heavy stone connected to his jawbone
and a trombone stickin’ out his rear!

[hook] x4
tonight, i’m walking out that door
you won’t see me come back around here no more
that’s me on the tv screen
but they’ll never catch me

tonight, i’m walking out that door
you won’t see me come back around here no more
that’s me on the tv screen
but they’ll never catch me

[outro]

- arne asmund

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