Friday's Angels

You’re made up, played up and feeling great,
Made up, played up and feeling great,
Made up, played up and feeling great
But the mirror knows
you’re a proper state
You paint a face that’s toppled kings (Friday's Angels)
Dressed in the drag of a killer thing (Friday's Angels)
Loaded — tough to prove you’re alive (Friday's Angels)
It’s a hard hard world but you’ll survive (Friday's Angels)
You’re made up, played up and feeling great,
Made up, played up and feeling great,
Made up, played up and feeling great
But the mirror knows
yeah the mirror knows
you’re a proper state
Mum and dad think you’re a maniac
To walk the streets dressed up like that
When you go out you won’t be back
You’ll risk the vampires on a friday night
And you don’t care you know you’re right,
And you don’t care you know you’re right,
And you don’t care you know you’re right,
And you don’t care you know you’re right