Lyrics:
then I’m down to quit
Playing games and messing round, let’s have some kids and settle down
In a little house out by the burbs with a couple of dogs
take God's name in vain
But God's reasons must not be known
Or questioned by me and you
Like the little bird I saw
The bird that never flew
I feel close
Might get a little too loud
But we'll be fine
With our angels workin' overtime
Punchin' that time clock
Wearin' them wings off
Wishin' I was
Joy gives us wings
Joy gives us wings to fly so high
We only really feel 2 things, joy and pain
Feels like they live in different quarters, but
child
Fly away fly away
Spread out your wings and fly
Fly away fly away
Asking herself: Is my task fulfilled?
I let you go, time after time
A little bit
of the unspoken
It's calling us tonight
I won't lie
I'm a little bit frightened by my imagination
I swear I'll try
Cause I'm feeling enlightened, my inspiration
We
and claiming that sleep has past me by
I lied
The reason for my waking is Saturday
And Saturday Sunrise Rides
Oh how can I forget them
So sweet and fancy free
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
dreams of Caprices
Drove by the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin',
Now there's a little place that I know about
I go there with my baby every time I take her out
We park by the rock and watch the lights down below
miss you so) whoa - now I miss you so
I feel the wind around me certain it calls my name
the wispered way that you did now drowned out by the rain
Now
are coming
Wings are coming for you get you to the sky
In the sky and I ride by
But he still saw me like a ******
I’m a wild wild cat and I saw high
I
I guess I should have known
By the way you parked your car sideways
That it wouldn't last
You're the kinda person
That believes in making out
I packed my bags - in the land of rags
'Cause I don't believe in them dimmo drags
Don't want to vote for the left wing - don't want to vote for
trying to get poked
Whip it right
You can live good life
Love the smell of coke
Carolina north to be exact
Kept crack by my sack
I guess the neighbors
of year
The cutumn leaves are blowing my way
I smell the air of the fresh cut hay
Football teams and college dreams
Saturday nights and buffalo wings
Get
We've been gettin' beat up by this ol' life,
Seems all we got left is Friday and Saturday night
And sometimes Sunday if Monday is a holiday.
I
Workin' in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
'Course I make a little money
Haulin' coal by the ton
But when Saturday rolls around
I'm too tired
Workin' in a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
'Course I make a little money
Haulin' coal by the ton
But when Saturday rolls around
I'm too tired
Oh little loved one
Pretty soon you'll understand
How the beauty of the world
Is being ruined by a man
Oh little loved one
It's too hard to look
I miss all the bros and them Saturday sends
Wish I could go run it back all again
Wish I had known it would actually end
Just live in the moment
Barflies and Bud Light, what I love about Saturday nights
Ice cold beer, red hot women, and man I'm feelin' alright
Cause when ya got a good buzz
I saved up my money to buy my sweetheart some flowers
For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours
Then today in the mail I received
I saved up my money to buy my sweetheart some flowers
For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours
Then today in the mail I received
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