Saturday

See that sun in the sky

It’s going down tonight

Someone’s getting hurt

I’m in the mood

 

Leave the bird in her cage

And drink a few

Better off without her face

I want some food

 

Never enough pigs on the wing

Not enough at home

Be quiet indoors a few more days

Till the bruises go down

 

While the boots on the other foot

They can kick it around

But I’m the man

Its me its all about

 

If we win

You might even make it home tonight

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