Weekend-Man
Royal Republic Lyrics


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I'm not a hippie
Just getting stoned
Take me back and do it slow
Polish the rocket
Sound the alarm
Time to get this party on

Last one standing when it's over
Hey now, don't look down
I'm taking over this town
Want you to understand
I am the Weekend-Man
Oh no, roshambo
I'm taking over the show
Want you to understand
I am the Weekend-Man

Passed out in London
Awoke in Dubai
And I don't have an alibi
Say halleluja
Hip Hip Hurray
Baby, back on side again

Last one standing when it's over
Hey now, don't look down
I'm taking over this town
Want you to understand
I am the Weekend-Man
Oh no, roshambo
I'm taking over show
Want you to understand
I am the Weekend-Man

I am the Weekend-Man

I am the Weekend-Man

Don't go wasting all your sober
Hey now, don't look down
I'm taking over this town
Want you to understand
I am the Weekend-Man
Oh no, roshambo
I'm taking over the show
And you don't understand
I am the Weekend-Man

By popular demand
I am the Weekend-Man
I'm the one that gets you banned
I am the Weekend-Man
I'm eating up your pension plan
I am the Weekend-Man
If you're the drummer of my band
You are the Weekend-Man
Tuesday's getting out of hand
I am the Weekend-Man
And I'm very pleased you meet you, ma'am
I am the Weekend-Man
Who the hell is Peter Pan?
I am the Weekend-Man




Off to Never-Never Land
I am the Weekend-Man

Overall Meaning

The song "Weekend-Man" by Royal Republic is all about reveling in the weekend and taking the opportunity to party hard. The lyrics convey a sense of wild abandon, with the singer declaring himself the Weekend-Man and describing how he goes from one party to another without restraint. The first verse begins with the admission that he's not a hippie, but he still likes to get stoned. He then urges someone to take him back and take things slow while they "polish the rocket" and "sound the alarm" for a party. The chorus proclaims that he's the last one standing when the weekend is over and that he's taking over the town, emphasizing that he is the Weekend-Man. The next verse describes how he passed out in London, woke up in Dubai, and has no alibi for his wild weekend. He then celebrates his return to form by proclaiming "Hallelujah" and "Hip Hip Hurray," declaring himself back on the side of the party-goers.


The bridge is a repeat of the chorus, but with added lyrics about not wasting soberness and the Weekend-Man's control of the show. The final verse is a playful list of things that the Weekend-Man can do, including getting people banned, eating up pension plans, and going to Never-Never Land. It ends with the singer introducing himself as the Weekend-Man and expressing pleasure at meeting someone new.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm not a hippie
Contrary to being a hippie, I am a person who likes to get stoned


Just getting stoned
I partake in the act of smoking marijuana


Take me back and do it slow
Let's slow down and enjoy the moment


Polish the rocket
Prepare for a wild time


Sound the alarm
It's time to start the party


Time to get this party on
Let's begin the festivities


Last one standing when it's over
The person who lasts until the end of the party


Hey now, don't look down
Don't underestimate me


I'm taking over this town
I'm dominating this place


Want you to understand
I need you to comprehend


I am the Weekend-Man
I am the king of the weekend


Oh no, roshambo
A call to start a game of rock-paper-scissors


I'm taking over the show
I'm running this event


Passed out in London
Got blacked out drunk in London


Awoke in Dubai
Woke up in Dubai, without knowing how I got here


And I don't have an alibi
I can't defend or explain my actions


Say halleluja
Expression of relief


Hip Hip Hurray
Expression of joy


Baby, back on side again
I'm back on track and feeling good again


Don't go wasting all your sober
Don't waste your time being sober


And you don't understand
You don't truly get it


By popular demand
Requested by many


I'm the one that gets you banned
I'm the reason for getting kicked out


I'm eating up your pension plan
I'm consuming all of your savings


If you're the drummer of my band
If you're in my crew


Tuesday's getting out of hand
Things are getting crazy


And I'm very pleased to meet you, ma'am
Nice to meet you


Who the hell is Peter Pan?
Rhetorical question to emphasize confusion


Off to Never-Never Land
Heading off to a fantasy world




Writer(s): Per Rickard Henrik Andreasson

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