WHEN WEEKEND COMES

Andy Chan

A father‑son adventure turned into a fun pop anthem

Every city has its own rhythm, but for one Sydney dad and his young son, the beat truly begins when the weekend arrives. “When Weekend Comes” is a joyful new pop song inspired by their real-life adventures — two best mates exploring the city one bus, train, tram, Metro, or ferry ride at a time.

The song captures the simple magic of those moments: tapping on the Opal card, racing to catch the next ride, laughing at little jokes only the two of them understand, and discovering new corners of Sydney with no plan except to enjoy the day. It’s a celebration of quality time, of being present, and of the bond between a father and his child.

What started as ordinary weekends has become something unforgettable — a tradition of exploring, learning, and growing together. “When Weekend Comes” turns those memories into a bright, catchy, feel‑good track that parents and kids everywhere will recognise in their own lives.

This premiere marks more than just a song release. It’s a reminder that happiness often lives in the small things: holding a little hand, sharing a seat on the bus, watching the city go by, and knowing that for these two, every weekend is a new adventure waiting to happen.

One, two… Sydney, let’s go!

Friday’s fading, the sun’s getting low
Got our Opal cards and we’re ready to go
No maps needed, just a vibe and a view
It’s a city-wide party for a crew of two
I’m walking behind, watching you lead the way
My little explorer, owning the day.

From the Hills to the Harbour, we’re making our mark
From the morning light ’til the lights in the park
Yeah, we’re living the dream…

When the weekend comes, it’s our fun time
Catching every rhythm, catching every line
On the Bus, the Train, the Tram, or the Ferry
Making every memory sweet like a cherry
Whatever suits the mood, wherever we roam
As long as we’re together, we’re already home!

Tap on, tap off, yeah we’re playing it cool
The Metro is flying, we’re breaking the rule
Of staying inside—no, we’re out in the street
With the pulse of the city underneath our feet
You’re testing my limits, you’re testing my stride
But there’s nowhere on earth I’d rather hide.

Just you and me, exploring the blue
Every weekend is brand new
I look at you and I see the best of me
My dear, you’re exactly where you’re meant to be.

When the weekend comes, it’s our fun time
Catching every rhythm, catching every line
On the Bus, the Train, the Tram, or the Ferry
Making every memory sweet like a cherry!

Almost every weekend…
Just the two of us.
Yeah, I love you, kid.