Lyrics:
Golden sunrise in the morning
Jump in let's drive for while
Groovin real nice to this moment
As I see Jazz in your eyes
Saturday, 6 am
Smile away,
Another Saturday night, by the phone
Well I hate it when you call and I'm all alone
So I'll head on out, might run into you
But you hate my
subscribe
No bother I don't care
I've already solved it on YouTube I push the techno
The day is starting! Finally it's Saturday! I'm going to the town
The sun
She took me by surprise
With a kiss on a Saturday night
Carnival in the old town square
With all eyes watching she took my hand
Won a bear with my
that I can't even see it
I got Satin scarves like I be in Egypt
Said I'm Fresh to death I think I'm barley breathin
Cut from a cloth tailored by
the passenger side
Of your best friend's ride
But now your scrubbin' up the four wheel drive
On a Saturday night
With wifey by your side
You know, I know, she
a quarter like a gram to me
Friday, make a thousand, and that bitch gone by Saturday
Life used to suck, now it really ain't that bad to me
Cycle that we get
the omnipotent
never promotin tooth decay by way of teeth nashin'
mics i'm clashin like the classic flights of Ben Franklin's kites
lightnings bolts of light
you get twelve? (Okay)
Uh there's two Saturdays and Sundays in there, that's four
That's nine and three other days, which I believe are the mystery
Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do not wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster
Indicated by
ain't goin' nowhere
Glory and my hard road to travel, I'm told
Heaven ain't goin' nowhere
Back bent double by a ponderous load
I reckon heaven
I met her,
Friday everything got better,
Saturday I knew I'd get her,
Sunday sleep.
Well here I go again,
I'm standing toe to toe again.
I
The train left westwards on a Saturday sunrise
We rode along the linear scaffold
To a fertile sidetrack
Not yet been tamed
By urban architecture
yourself a strategy
Next Saturday the class of '97 is graduating
In a couple of years, I’ll grab a G.E.D
As for now we’ll just make ends meet
Put our art in
I woke up with all my clothes on,
Cigarette smoke in my hair,
Unglued my eyes and saw a dirty room,
Spilling ashtray by my bed
Empty bottle
to sew and I learned to bake
I even frosted an angel cake
On Saturday evening, when folks dropped in
My house was as neat as a brand new pin
I
It's a Saturday night and on the lower East side
And the kids in from Queens have now taken their ride
Starlight in their eyes
Well they're sheek
New York has been buried in snow since last Saturday
The papers said the storm had passed over you
Thank you for the play you wrote about Heloise
again suddenly
like ape-scent gloriola
and you get a note passed to you
by a girl in History that says
"He needs that sweater back.
He forgot you put
been holding on
All of these years
I've been waiting
So patiently
All of this time
I've been holding out
For only you
We meet at 3pm by
school grades are dropping and I've lost my job
The pain in my soul gets weaker and weaker
The party has started it's Saturday night
Time to strech my
a coal mine
Oops, about to slip down
'Cause I make a little money
Haulin' coal by the ton
When Saturday rolls around
I'm too tired for havin' fun
another Saturday night
Not with you in attendance
So throw your hands in the air
And wave them like you just don't care
It's on a whim; it's on a dare
Annie Forever
You said you'd like to meet the author
Who had written it this way
Unsettled by your Hallelujahs
And wet through with the rain
I felt
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