Turn Up Transmission

Friday night ignition… whole squad on a mission… Energy in the air

like a cosmic transmission… (yeah… Friday vibes…) {soft pads and rising synth}

Energy in the air like a cosmic transmission… {pitch riser climbing,

kick tease}

We turn up, turn up,

turn up till the lights go red,

Dance floor spinning like a multiverse thread.

Pour one, pour two,

let the weekend spread — Friday got me feeling like I’m breaking

out the shed. (turn it up!

let’s go! run it!) {full drop,

hype ad-libs} Step in the spot and the speakers go boom,

Friday night energy taking over the room.

Workweek gone, now the vibe resumes — We glow so bright we

eclipse the moon. Drinks in the air,

yeah the squad aligned,

Weekend mode active, stress left behind.

Friday night freedom, that union-made grind — We own the night,

leave the doubts behind.

{female echoes on

last lines} We turn up,

turn up, turn up till the lights go red,

Dance floor spinning like a multiverse thread.

Pour one, pour two,

let the weekend spread — Friday got me feeling like I’m breaking

out the shed. (turn it up!

let’s go!

run

it!) {full drop reprise}

City lights flash as the bassline hits,

Friday night calling, we answer with grit.

Squad in formation, no time to quit,

Living for the moment,

this is it.

{build with percussion} We turn up,

turn up, turn up till the lights go red,

Dance floor spinning like a multiverse thread.

Pour one, pour two,

let the weekend spread — Friday got me feeling like I’m breaking

out the shed. (turn it up!

let’s go! run it!)

{peak energy

drop} Slow it down,

feel the moment rise,

Friday night magic in our eyes.

{breakdown with vocal chops} We

turn up, turn up,

turn up till the lights go red,

Dance floor spinning like a multiverse thread.

Pour one, pour two,

let the weekend spread — Friday got me feeling like I’m breaking

out the shed. (turn it up!

let’s go!

run

it!) {explosive final drop} Friday night ignition… whole squad on a mission…

{fading pads and echoes}