Saturday Night (Remastered 2025)

S-s-s-suddenly, there's a knock at your head
Don't let 'em in because they're tryna take your TV set
H-h-h-happiness is the ball in your hand
You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can
C-c-c-creosote is pouring out of my brain
I swear I heard the floorboards, they were creaking your name
G-g-g-get a room, get a hat, get a hat
We're going to hell anyway, let's travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Watching the boys on their motorbikes
I wanna be like those guys
I wanna wear my clothes tight
With matching jackets and a fistful of notes
New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes
P-p-p-neurothorax is a word that is long
Now just try to put some punk back into punctured lung
P-p-p-panic over, party up, party on
'Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Over your head's like a satellite
I wanna see what they see
I wanna love you like crazy
There's cameras pointed right at your face
Can see into your room from outer space
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
It's not the size of the man in the fight
I wanna know what that does
I wanna show you what matters
'Cause it's the size of the fight in the mouth
That makes the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me, we're 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 wanna do it on your birthday
'Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you
Oh, I just wanna dance the whole night through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me, we're on the edge of a knife