Verse 1: Monday to Friday, stuck in my chair Dreaming of flavors in the city air When Saturday comes, I know where to go Down to Blok M, where the good times flow Pre-Chorus: Through crowded streets and neon signs Each corner holds a new design Of taste and joy I've yet to find Chorus: Weekend feast at Blok M Every cafe is calling me Through the crowds, I make my way Living for this Saturday New sensations, sweet and strong Where I know that I belong Weekend feast at Blok M Sets my working heart free Verse 2: New little cafe tucked away Fresh-baked pastries make my day Ice coffee dreams and local treats Dancing flavors down these streets Bridge: Some people run from busy places But I see all these smiling faces Finding peace in urban spaces Where every meal leaves lasting traces Chorus: Weekend feast at Blok M Every cafe is calling me Through the crowds, I make my way Living for this Saturday New sensations, sweet and strong Where I know that I belong Weekend feast at Blok M Sets my working heart free Outro: Monday will come, but that's okay 'Cause memories of taste will stay Till next weekend, when I'll return To Blok M, where my heart yearns