Saturday Night
Suddenly there's a knock at your headDon't let them in because they'll try to take your TV setHa-ha-ha-happiness is a ball in your handYou've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can
Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brainI swear I heard the floor boards they were creaking your name.Get a room, get a head, get a hatWe're going to hell anyway lets travel first class
Come to the city on a Saturday nightWatching the boys on their motorbikesI wanna be like those guysI wanna wear my clothes tightMatching jackets and a fistful of notesNew sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes
Ppp-pneumothorax is a word that is long.They're just trying to put the pun back into punctured lungPe-pe-pe-panic over party off party on'Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Come to the city on a Saturday nightOpen your heads like a satelliteI wanna see what they seeI wanna love you like crazyWhen cameras are pointing right in your faceCan see into your room from outer space
Cut through the city on a Saturday nightIt's not the size of the man in the fightI wanna know what that doesI wanna show what mattersCause it's the size of the fight in the manThat makes the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city on a Saturday nightCause you and me are we're on the edge of the nightCome to the city on a Saturday nightI asked your mother and she said it's alrightWe're getting married when we're thirtyI want to do it on your birthday
'Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with youI just wanna dance the whole night throughCut through the city on a Saturday nightCause you and me, we're on the edge of a knife