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SATURDAY NIGHT 歌詞
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Suddenly there's a knock at your head Dont let
them in because they're trying to take your TV
set Happiness is the ball in your hand You've got
to try and throw this party just as far as you can
Creosote is pouring out of my brain I
swear I heard the floorboards they were
creaking your name Get a room get a head
get a hat We're going to hell anyway lets
travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Watching the boys on their motorbikes
I want to be like those guys I want to wear
my clothes tight Matching jackets and a
fist full of notes New sneakers and a fresh
pack of smokes
Pneumothorax is a word that is long
They're just trying to put the punk back
into punctured lung Party over, party off,
party on 'Cos we are birds of a feather and
you can be the fat one
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Over your heads like a satellite I want to
see what they see I want to love you like
crazy When cameras are pointing right at
your face Can see into your room from
outer space Cut through Che city on a
Saturday night It's not the size of the man
in the fight I want to know what that does
I want to show what matters 'Cos it's the
size of the fight in the man That makes
the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city an a Saturday night
'Cos you and me are on the edge of a knife
Cut through the city on a Saturday night I
asked your mother and she said it's alright
We'll get married when we're thirty I
want to do it on your birthday
'Cos I don't want to waste a moment with
you I just want to dance the whole night
through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cos you and me are on the edge of a knife
them in because they're trying to take your TV
set Happiness is the ball in your hand You've got
to try and throw this party just as far as you can
Creosote is pouring out of my brain I
swear I heard the floorboards they were
creaking your name Get a room get a head
get a hat We're going to hell anyway lets
travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Watching the boys on their motorbikes
I want to be like those guys I want to wear
my clothes tight Matching jackets and a
fist full of notes New sneakers and a fresh
pack of smokes
Pneumothorax is a word that is long
They're just trying to put the punk back
into punctured lung Party over, party off,
party on 'Cos we are birds of a feather and
you can be the fat one
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Over your heads like a satellite I want to
see what they see I want to love you like
crazy When cameras are pointing right at
your face Can see into your room from
outer space Cut through Che city on a
Saturday night It's not the size of the man
in the fight I want to know what that does
I want to show what matters 'Cos it's the
size of the fight in the man That makes
the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city an a Saturday night
'Cos you and me are on the edge of a knife
Cut through the city on a Saturday night I
asked your mother and she said it's alright
We'll get married when we're thirty I
want to do it on your birthday
'Cos I don't want to waste a moment with
you I just want to dance the whole night
through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cos you and me are on the edge of a knife