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Artiste:
Devo Spice
Titre:
Friday the 13th
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Oo-ooh-ooh, hoo yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ah Yeah, yeah, yeah 7am wakin' up in the morning Gotta get packed, gotta catch the bus Heading off to camp like I do every year Camp Crystal Lake so pretty in summer Drivin' on and on, seems to take forever Gotta pee please make the bus stop Gettin' off the bus, I see my friends Drinkin' in the front room Smokin' in the back room Then I see this big guy In a hockey mask It's Friday, Friday Gonna get killed on Friday Everybody's gettin’ hacked up and they’re bleedin’, bleedin’ Friday, Friday Gettin' killed on Friday Everybody's lookin' to see where John's head went Murder and murder and (scream) murder and murder and (scream) Kill kill kill kill Lookin' for a place I can hide Finally safe so I go skinny dipping Jason appears so I have to get out Run, run, just have to run Run through the deep woods But then he... how did he... Jason appears right there, ahhh! I fall down, then get up Now I run back Bodies in the front yard Bodies in the back yard Gotta make my mind up Which way should I run? It's Friday, Friday Try to survive on Friday Everybody's trying to make it to the sequel, sequel Friday, Friday Hack and slash on Friday Wonder who will live but I don't think the geek will Sara and Jimmy are dead! Eddie and Robin are dead! Dead dead dead dead Lookin' for someone who's still alive Yesterday they were fine, were fine Today they're not breathing (breathing) They...they...they’ve gone to pieces Quite literally I wonder where they stashed their beer Tomorrow is Saturday And Sunday comes afterwards I don't think I'll make (kill kill) it that long Kill me, then I come back So I'm chillin' in the deep woods (in the deep woods) Mind my business (mind my business), I see teenagers (kill kill) Mom said, cut off their heads And make sure they’re dead (*OKAY!*) Don't ask why just hack 'em up *violently* Shut them up ‘cause severed heads *don't scream* Got my machete, *It's Friday, it’s my day* I’m gonna slay ‘em all, *come out and play y’all* It's Friday, Friday I won't survive this Friday Everybody's dead now I'm the only one left Friday Friday Gotta make it through this Friday Can't believe I'm looking forward to next Monday Runnin’ and hidin’ and (scream) Trippin’ and fallin’ and' (scream) (sound effects) Lookin' for a way to fight back It's Friday, Friday I don't wanna die on Friday Maybe I can use this pencil as a weapon Friday, Friday Fightin' back on Friday Hey Jason tripped and then I stabbed his eyeball Partyin', partyin', yeah! Partyin', partyin', yeah! I beat Ja-son! Holy crap now where’d his body go?