Saturday

Saturday Saturday
Saturday Saturday
Dead end friends on the washing line
Lining up for a dressing down
Frosty milkman in the morning
Desperate breakfast in a boring town
Take a look around and see what you wanna see
There’s a train tonight we’ll leave when you wanna leave
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Condensation on the window
Hides the sorrow of a weirdo’s tears
Burnt out bins behind the station
Vandals lack imagination round here
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Take a look around and see what you wanna see
Live the dreams you had and be who you wanna be
There’s a train tonight
We’ll leave when you want to leave when you want
If you’ve seen the light
Then be who you want to be, who you want
There’s a train tonight
We’ll leave when you want to, leave when you want
If you’ve seen the light
Then be who you want to, be who you want
Saturday Saturday
Saturday Saturday
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok
Saturday Saturday will make it all ok