Saturday what a 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 fancy cars and things And I have got time
Stop pushing all your tragedies away Each moment has got a 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 you feel when you find love in a chase I’ve been waiting for the day when someone me away And I’d never get replaced But I have got time
Stop pushing your tragedies away Each moment has got a lesson for the day Take something with you If you your 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 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 Each moment has 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