10.15
Saturday night
And the tap drips
Under the strip light
And I′m sitting
In the kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip...
Waiting
For the telephone to ring
And I′m wondering
Where she′s been
And I′m crying for yesterday
And the tap drips
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip...
It′s always the same...
It′s getting late have you seen my mates
Ma tell me when the boys get here
It′s seven o′clock and I want to rock
Want to get a belly full of beer
My old man′s drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don′t care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots
A handful of grease in her hair
Don′t give us none of your aggravation
We had it with your discipline
Saturday night′s alright for fighting
Get a little action in
Get about as oiled as a diesel train
Gonna set this dance alight
′Cause Saturday night′s the night I like
Saturday night′s alright alright alright
Well they′re packed pretty tight in here tonight
I′m looking for a dolly who′ll see me right
I may use a little muscle to get what I need
I may sink a little drink and shout out "She′s with me!"
A couple of the sound that I really like
Are the sounds of a switchblade and a motorbike
I′m a juvenile product of the working class
Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass
Slow songs on Saturday
Are just better when we′ve got each other
Sunsets, they don′t matter
When our eyes, they cross, in this weather
Tonight I′m gonna be alive for one last time
Forget your paper and pen
′Cause this is what dreams are made of
Slow songs on Saturday
Are good even when the days are leaving
You can bet I′ll be stealing that look in your eyes
′Cause you don′t need it
As much as me, I′m a sad excuse for a soul
′Cause when we say goodbye
I never want you to go
It′s not like I′m asking for forever
Just for now, ′til whenever
Slow songs on Saturday
Are what I need when it′s rained all week
′Cause the clouds came down and kept me in
My door stayed shut, the windows wouldn′t bend
So I painted you some sunsets on my walls
You should really come see them
They′re just for you kid
Yeah I painted you sunsets
On a white wall canvas
Yeah, they′re just for you kid
This one′s for you
Hot motel
Stuffy inside
I know well
This eleven walls
Hot black tar
I tan my legs
Rest my heart
And dream of the city
Magazine and diet coke
I’m not a joke
This is me
Damaged leg
Heavy cart
Plastic cups
Linen mart
Rock garden
Where I used to play
People stare
Part of their day
Coffee break
Lunch at noon
Pumpernickel steak
Green and orange room
Done my list
I Make my way
To help my mother
End her day
Fresh cut grass
parking lot
We roll on out
We got a lot
We’re on our way
Roll the windows down
And scream out loud
We’re tired now
Take it home
Stop on the way
To the bakery
For some fruit and cake
Home I lay
After a shower clean
I hit my head
And I dream
Midnight and the sound of rain
Sarah′s on her way again
I see her smile and close her eyes
Shutting off the world outside
3rd Avenue rumbles all around her
So unaffected by the chaos that surrounds her
Writing words to the music in her head
It′s a perfect song, moving her along
Through a broken world that changes every day
But inside Sarah′s head everything′s okay
Sarah Saturday, you radiate
And nothing in this world is wrong
Sarah Saturday, like a perfect song
Makes me wanna sing along
Burning down the world of lies
With just one glance of those clear blue eyes
Holding onto the truth with some quiet strength inside
She gives me hope for better times
Thank you Sarah for showing me the strength to free my mind
Rise above these troubled times
Writing words to the music in my head
It′s a perfect song, moving me along
In a broken world that′s changing every day
You make me feel that everything′s okay
Sarah Saturday, you radiate
And nothing in this world is wrong
Sarah Saturday, like a perfect song
Makes me wanna sing along
Writing words to the music in her head
It′s a perfect song
Moving me along
Sarah Saturday, you radiate
And nothing in this world is wrong
Sarah Saturday, like a perfect song
Makes me wanna sing along
Sarah Saturday
Makes me wanna sing along
Sarah Saturday
Makes me wanna sing along
Sing along
Sing along
It′s a quarter t-to three, I think I′m going crazy, outta c-control now outta c-control now. Chasing down the raving crowd, I see someone acting outta c-control now, outta c-control now.
Baby babeh won′t you help take it down tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight.
Baby babeh common help me take it down tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight.
Coz its Satu-Saturday aint nobody here to take. ehe ehe ehe.
Coz its satu coz its satu-satuday everybody wants to play.
i like to move it move it, dontcha like to lose it
I like to do it do it, i like to do it do it.
i like to move it move it im about to lose it.
i like to do it do it, people like to move it.
When your dancin up to me girl you make me go outta
c-control now outta c-control now.
C′mon show me what you′ve got,
dancin′ till we′re outta c-control now outta c-control now.
Baby babeh won′t you help take it down tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight.
Baby babeh help me get down tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight.
Coz it′s satu-Saturday aint nobody here to take. ehe ehe ehe.
coz its satu coz its satu-Satuday everybody wants to play.
i like to move it move it, dontcha like to lose it.
i like to do it do it, i like to do it do it.
i like to move it move it im about to lose it.
i like to do it do it, people like to move it.
We′re gonna take over, i feel the beat tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight.
cmon get closer, closer to me tonight, tonight, tonight, tonight,
Coz its satu-Saturday aint nobody here to take.
ehe ehe ehe. coz its satu coz its satu-satuday everybody wants to play.
i like to move it move it, dontcha like to lose it.
i like to do it do it, i like to do it do it.
i like to move it move it im about to lose it.
i like to do it do it, people like to move it.
I′m good to go
And I′m going nowhere fast
It could be worse
It could be taking you there with me
I′m good to go
But it looks like I′m still on my own
I′m good to go
For something golden
Though the motions I′ve been going through have failed
And I′m coasting on potential towards a wall
At a 100 miles an hour
When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door (yeah)
I can′t sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Pete and I attacked the laws of Astoria*
with promise and precision and mess of youthful innocence
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an
hour)
When I say
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door (yeah)
I can′t sleep
In the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived
And I read about the afterlife
But I never really lived
Two more weeks
My foot is in the door
Me and Pete
In the wake of Saturday
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
When these open doors were open-ended
Saturday
Saturday
[* In the CD booklet this line goes as
"Pete and I said goodbye to Astoria"
but in the actual song it sounds nothing like this]
Seems like a dream now, it was so long ago
The moon burned so bright and the time went so slow
And I swore that I loved her and gave her a ring
The bluebird was high on the wing
Whatever happened to saturday night
Finding a sweetheart and holding her tight?
She said,"tell me, oh, tell me, was I alright? "
Whatever happened to saturday night?
The years brought the railroad
It ran by my door
Now there’s boards on the windows
And dust on the floor
And she passes the time at another man’s side
And I pass the time with my pride
What a tangled web we weave
Go ’round with circumstance
Someone show me how to tell the dancer
From the dance
What ever happened
To saturday night?
Choosin’ a friend and loosin’ a fight
She said,"tell me, oh, tell me, are you alright? "
Whatever happened to saturday night?
Whatever happened to saturday night?
Hey girl, even though it hasn’t been that easy lately
you need to go on you’re dying for some air, oh baby
what′s the reason being low tonight
Come on ’n let me start you up that′s right
Shape up, do your hair the way I like ’n let’s go crazy
Ahhhhh
Cause, it’s Saturday night oh yeah
It′s gonna be alright I swear
Put them hot jeans on
I′ll show you how to have fun
It′s Saturday night oh yeah
( hey hey hey hey)
Let go, come along don′t wanna hear a no or a maybe
I know what you need I’m gonna give it to you baby
There’s something special that I have for you
Somehow I know you feel the same way too, yeah
That look in your eyes, no doubt about it, let’s go crazy
Chorus
Girl, we both know,
tonight it′s going down
So put them hot jeans on
If I only could decieve you
Forgetting the game
Every time I try to leave you
You laugh just the same
′Cause my wheels never touch the road
And the jumble of lies we told
Just returns to my back to weigh me down...
We lay cards upon the table
The backs of our hands
And I swear I like your people
The boys in the band
Reminisences gone astray
Coming back to enjoy the fray
In a tangle of night and daylight sounds...
All completeness in the morning
Asleep on your side
I′ll be waking up the crewmen
Bananna-boat ride
She responds like limousine
Brought alive on the silent screen
To the shuddering breath of yesterday...
There′s the succor of the needy
Incredible scenes
I′ll believe you in the future
Your life and death dreams
As the cavalry of despair
Takes a stand in the lady′s hair
For the favour of mafing sweet sixteen...
You make my life and times
A book of bluesy Saturdays
And I have to choose...