Saturday Night

歌詞

It was Saturday night, we were dressed for the kill, I've got my rubbers, Stez wants one on the pill 'Come on lads, stop hanging around, get in the car and we'll hit the fucking town.' Beater pulled a rough one, but she had a lot up front, Greasy hair, hadn't washed for weeks She had flies buzzing round her melon Saturday night, time for boozing and fighting Saturday night, its fucking exciting Saturday night, time to get the ale in Saturday night, ------ is paying Watch it Beater! Her boyfriend's here Broken nose, cauliflower ear That bastard weighs 500lb Look at his hands, they're dragging on the ground Saturday night, time for boozing and fighting Saturday night, its fucking exciting Saturday night, time to get plastered Saturday night, fuck off you fucking bastard.