And not the time, the time to explain
I've got a family
And I've got mixed up memories
And I hope every thing's gonna be alright

And I drink cups of tea
And I'm singin' at home on a Friday night
Analytical thoughts make me go insane
I've got familiar faces
Sometimes I floss
You cannot confine
Because I use mouthwash

With the occasional spot and some veins
I've got nostalgic pavements
And I hope every thing's gonna be alright

I'm singin' at home on a Friday night
I've got a family
Covered in skin
And I'm singin' at home on a Friday night
And I'm singin' at home on a Friday night

I've got nostalgic pavements

And I'm singin' at home on a Friday night
And this is my brain
And I hope every thing's gonna be alright
It's torturous
And not all of it you can see
And I use mouthwash

This is my body
And no matter how you try and disable it
And I'm singin' at home on a Friday night
I've got familiar faces
There's nothing that you can gain

I've got a thousand opinions
And this is my mind
And this is my brain

I've got a mixed up memories
Yes, I'll still be here
It goes over and over the same old lines
And I'm singin' at home on a Friday night
And even if you try and hold me back
And I drink cups of tea
And though you try to infringe
And this is my mind
And I hope every thing's gonna be alright
Sometimes I floss
And this is my body

And I've got favorite places
And I've got favorite places
This is my face
And I'm singin' at home on a Friday night