This S.O.T.G.

VERSE 1

Don't try to nail down this monster to the end of the road
While choking on an invocation overload

Just ditch the steady early at the grocery store
Won't tell you till we get there what the shovel is for

CHORUS

Last chance, sugar, don't you want to be saved?
Sure, we fit together solid, just like vile and depraved

When the gravel hits the windshield then it's time to be brave
Show you the best Friday night this side of the grave

The best friday night this side of the grave
The best friday night this side of the grave

VERSE 2

Secret amputations leave you nothing to lose
Except watered down intentions, not to mention the ruse.

If it washed up from the reservoir it probably won't burn
More rocks go in the burlap, but they never will learn

CHORUS

There's a whole lot of fortunes they mean to enslave
Yes, everyone fights but in the end they all cave

So if you'll spare us both the trouble and simply behave
You'll get the best Friday night this side of the grave

The best Friday night this side of the grave
The best Friday night this side of the grave
The best Friday night...

Words and Music by Monte Amende
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