Saturday Night's Alright (For Fighting)
It's getting late have you seen my matesMa tell me when the boys get hereIt's seven o'clock and I want to rockWant to get a belly full of beer
My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeysAnd my old lady she don't careMy sister looks cute in her braces and bootsA handful of grease in her hair
Don't give us none of your aggravationWe had it with your disciplineSaturday night's alright for fightingGet a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel trainGonna set this dance alight'Cause Saturday night's the night I likeSaturday night's alright, alright, alright
Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonightI'm looking for a dolly who'll see me rightI may use a little muscle to get what I needI may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me!"
A couple of the sound that I really likeAre the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbikeI'm a juvenile product of the working classWhose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass