Don't Make Plans This Friday - Silkworm

Friday talked to the wife on the phone

Said I’m not allowed near the home

If I climb the fence like last time she’ll call the dame law

Her whining is so annoying

When she can’t be trusted with the children

I remember the lawyer with his grinning skull

My half of the settlement will be invested to return a mint

Go toward hiring an agent who will be paid not to pry

Once I’m armed with this new hauteur

I’ll still be just the agent’s tool

Sometimes you gotta sell out if you plan to buy

The settlement’s all divided now

Got myself an apartment downtown

Tell you not to make plans

We’ll go out this Friday night

Don’t think about that recidivist wife

Or that lawyer acting so contrite

I try to relax every Friday

Put it out of my mind

Friday night is sacred

It’s not time to be wasted

With doom on call

Friday they can’t use it