Saturday's Plan

Saturday’s plan is that we stay in
Rent a film, smoke drugs, eat and drink
Saturday’s plan is that we don’t work
To find each other and dis' the world
We don’t care about the rent
And even less about where it went
Saturday’s plan is that we get laid
Slowly flare, burn and fade
Saturday’s plan is that there is no plan
We’ll sit around just doing nothing
We don’t care about the rent
And even less about where it went
No, we don’t care about the debts we’re falling into
Nothing can touch this
It’s you and me
And saturday’s plan
When you, you came calling
Well, I awoke falling
It was the sound of smoke through air
Now nights like this will live on in other lovers rooms
'cos nights like these have been and gone for me
And for you