Lyrics

[Verse]
Moe and Michael, down in that pit so deep,
Barging through the clay, with promises to keep.
They ran the old engine, idling too high,
Smoke fills the air, reaching up to the sky.

[Verse 2]
Holding tanks fillin' up, far too fast,
Pump one and two’s packing ain’t going to last
Michael's cussin', Moe's just shakin’ his head,
"It’s the end of the work week," he always said.

[Chorus]
Moe and Michael makin’ a mess of things,
Each little mishap, a new task it brings.
Laughter in the chaos, days runnin’ wild,
Roaring RPMs but William just smiled

[Verse 3]
Leaks on the barge, and packing pulled up tight,
Just another long day, turning into night.
Michael's got the socket, Moe got the gun,
"It’s the end of the work week," this barge wont run

[Verse 4]
Engines huffin’, puffin’ steam and regret,
Moe wipes his brow, says, “We ain’t done yet.”
Pipeline grow longer, and the water canon gets farther away,
"It’s the end of the work week," is all Moe can say.

[Chorus]
Moe and Michael makin’ a mess of things,
Each little mishap, a new song it brings.
Laughter in the chaos, days runnin’ wild,
Roaring rpms but William just smiled