#1
three cheers fridays here
the sun peaks through my bed sheets
but meant more in previous weeks
i'm feeling ugly since you've removed
yourself from mine

i know somewhere beyond this wall is the color blue
you drive an hour in a yellow tank-top for you know who
it's sad but it's true that these are the things i can't help but think about
kinda funny how i've been locked up since you got out

hip, hip hooray now for saturday
i regret to say not much has changed since yesterday
except i'm saving my money for a prosthetic heart
because my letters say i've maxed out all my credit cards

i know somewhere beyond this wall is the color blue
you've got a window seat in coach to look at mountains with you know who
is sad but its true that these are the things i can't help but brood upon
kinda funny how i've been locked up since you've been gone

three cheers, the weekends here
#2
it flows well to me. it kinda sounds like you love your weekend.or love to hate it.
but i think i get it.