Friday Night      Oh oh it’s friday night   The white punks play tonight   Shirts off you motorcycle rider   Night hider   And people who pray      I believe my jesus   Is in my soul   Come on my brother   Let’s a-rock and roll      What’s that feeling down inside of me   Rock and roll   Food for the soul   She made me happy   She made me mad      Hats off to the drummer’s little lady   See ya sugar   All alone   The white punks play tonight      Play your guitar   Play your guitar   Come on brother play your guitar   Come on brother play your guitar