Weekend
Rootdown Lyrics


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So here we go again hangin out with all our friends
Livin for the weekend wishing that'll never end

I say my clock is robbin me
Bop bop it's mockin me
Can't stop the globe but then my god it's haunting me
Black jack and lottery paid for my lobotomy
Do i believe that i can sing jack black in harmony

Cuz all my friends do ya wanna get down
Cuz this is the sound when we come to your town
Monday tuesday wednesdays around
But here comes thursday and friday now

So here we go again hangin out with all our friends
Livin for the weekend wishing that'll never end

Yo i got that autonomy
My clock is on to me
I threw it in the litter
But on twitter it follows me
Repost this tweet that this week its stalking me
Do i believe that i can see mondays in a different way

Cuz all my friends do ya wanna get down
Cuz this is the sound when we come to your town
Monday tuesday wednesdays around
But here comes thursday and friday now

So here we go again hangin out with all our friends
Livin for the weekend wishing that'll never end

So here we go again hangin out with all our friends
Livin for the weekend wishing that'll never (ever), never (ever), never (ever), never (ever) ends

Hey, do you remember the day (...playball) where we used to play (...)
Outside in the sunset (won't stop, come get it, wont stop, come get it, get it)





Mondays are mundane
Tuesday, wed, thursday just the same

Overall Meaning

The Rootdown song "Weekend" is about the anticipation and enjoyment of the weekends, when one can escape the mundane routine of work or school and have fun with friends. The opening lines set the tone for the rest of the song, with the singer expressing excitement to be spending time with their friends and hoping that the weekend will never end.


The first verse touches on a common feeling of being robbed of time, with the clock constantly ticking and mocking the singer. They acknowledge that they cannot stop time, but it still haunts them. The second verse adds a technology perspective to the same sentiment, with the singer feeling stalked by their clock even on social media. The use of both traditional and modern ideas of time tracking shows how pervasive this feeling of time being out of one's control can be.


The chorus repeats the theme of wanting to have fun and get down with friends over the weekend, acknowledging that weekdays can be monotonous. The song ends with a repetition of the opening lines, emphasizing the cyclical nature of the idea of weekends being a respite from routine.


Line by Line Meaning

So here we go again hangin out with all our friends
Starting another weekend, spending time with close friends


Livin for the weekend wishing that'll never end
Hoping the weekend never comes to an end


I say my clock is robbin me
Feeling like time is slipping away


Bop bop it's mockin me
The ticking noise of the clock is taunting


Can't stop the globe but then my god it's haunting me
Time moves forward no matter what, but it's stressing


Black jack and lottery paid for my lobotomy
Gambling and losing money to the point of mental exhaustion


Do i believe that i can sing jack black in harmony
Questioning one's own abilities and goals


Cuz all my friends do ya wanna get down
Asking friends if they're ready for a good time


Cuz this is the sound when we come to your town
Bringing a fun and exciting atmosphere wherever they go


Monday tuesday wednesdays around
Weekdays can be boring and routine


But here comes thursday and friday now
Anticipating and looking forward to the weekend


Yo i got that autonomy
Having freedom and independence


My clock is on to me
Feeling like time is always pressuring and watching


I threw it in the litter
Tossing away the concept of time


But on twitter it follows me
Social media reminds constantly of time


Repost this tweet that this week its stalking me
Feeling overwhelmed by time and needing validation


Do i believe that i can see mondays in a different way
Contemplating on changing one's perspective on mundane weekdays


Hey, do you remember the day (...playball) where we used to play (...)
Reflecting and reminiscing past experiences with friends


Outside in the sunset (won't stop, come get it, wont stop, come get it, get it)
Enjoying life and not wanting a good time to end


Mondays are mundane
Mondays are boring and uneventful days


Tuesday, wed, thursday just the same
Continuing the repetitiveness of mundane weekdays


So here we go again hangin out with all our friends
Starting another weekend, spending time with close friends


Livin for the weekend wishing that'll never end
Hoping the weekend never comes to an end


So here we go again hangin out with all our friends
Starting another weekend, spending time with close friends


Livin for the weekend wishing that'll never (ever), never (ever), never (ever), never (ever) ends
Wishing the weekend lasts forever and never ends




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