the camera spins around the room
past all the faces that i''''ve known
i see their smiles in black and white
in the dark, friday night
my friend we share a secret:
tonight the film is turning
our shadows flashing through the halls
through the stairwells
clanking bottles

it''''s friday night
and there are tears in my eyes
my friends and I
are dancing in black and white

we''''re lonely people you and me
still we don''''t talk call too frequently
sometimes when water''''s burning hot
feels just like freezing cold
but i know much of you
you''''re my favorite asshole
tonight we''''ll slip away without a word the way we do
we know we''''ll find each other soon

on friday night
and there are tears in my eyes
my friends and I
are dancing in black and white