When black Friday comes, I'll stand down by the door And catch the gray men when they dive from the fourteenth floor When black Friday comes, I'll collect everything I'm owed And before my friends find out I'll be on the road
When black Friday falls you know it's got to be Don't let it fall on me
When black Friday comes, I'll fly down to Muswellbrook Gonna strike all the big red words from my little black book I'm gonna do just what I please gonna wear no socks and shoes With nothing to do but feed all the kangaroos
When black Friday comes I'll be on that hill You know I will
When black Friday comes, I'm gonna dig myself a hole Gonna lay down in it 'til I satisfy my soul Gonna let the world pass by me, the Archbishop's gonna sanctify me And if he don't come across I'm gonna let it roll
When black Friday comes, I'm gonna stake my claim I'll guess I'll change my name
Songwriters BECKER, WALTER CARL / FAGEN, DONALD JAY