Saturdays

                                  Saturday what a day what a silly little day

Time to kill take a pill as I sit and contemplate

How I'd like to be around all the people in the town

With their fancy cars and things

And I have got time



Stop pushing all your tragedies away

Each moment has got a lesson for the day

Take something with you

We can't drag our heels in yesterdays

Oh these Saturdays



In the haste in the grace I've had up to my waist

It isn't real what you feel when you find love in a chase

I've been waiting for the day when someone takes me away

And I'd never get replaced

But I have got time



Stop pushing all your tragedies away

Each moment has got a lesson for the day

Take something with you

We can't drag our heels in yesterdays

Oh these Saturdays

These Saturdays, oh



As I sink one more drink I am running out of ink

I'm feeling void paranoid about every little thing

And I wonder if I tried to give up and say goodbye

If I'll have the strength to leave

Cause I don't have much time anymore



Stop pushing all your tragedies away

Each moment has got a lesson for the day

Take something with you

We can't drag our heels in yesterdays



Oh these Saturdays

These Saturdays, now

These Saturdays now, baby