Walking on the river
Something we can give her
Offerin' nothing but our lives
Running through the streets and
Pour drinks on the weekends
Maybe we could get our high
Walking on the weekend sun
Walking on the river, Thomas
Swearin I would never
Hope it’s not forever
We can make it better tonight
Nothing ever happens
Like a paper napkin
Made for a disposable life
And It's not when we come down
Well it's hard when we come up
It's not when we come down
Under the weekend sun