"Death On Friday" Tell me something I don't know About discretion Manic deception Oh hari kari here we go I don't know No, I don't know How to let it go To where the wind blows No fighting, no hiding The hurricane we're riding No fighting, no hiding We can't say either way The piper has been paid We can't say why we must pay For death on Friday Tell me something I don't know About salvation Annihilation Oh hari kari here we go I don't know No, I don't know How to let it go Oh hari kari here we go