Well, you'll do well to get laid The only rule's for renegade The radio was playin' loud And all our feelings come crankin' out And though I hate to realise We have outgrown our paradise And all this late shit in our way It sure don't feel like Saturday Saturday, a Saturday Another things-don't-matter day This Saturday, it's a Sabbath day I used to rave on the west side ... Coincide I scratched my way back up to Earth So what? My time was even worse My Mary-Jane and methadone All in my veins and in my bones With all this late shit in my way It sure don't feel like Saturday It's Saturday, a Saturday Another things-don't-matter day It's Saturday, the Sabbath day This Saturday, some Saturday Another things-don't-matter day This Saturday, it's a Sabbath day We all need love to keep alive We all got demons in our minds The join between two inner souls We just come off like imbeciles And though we hate to realise That we've outgrown our paradise With all this late shit in our way It sure don't feel like Saturday It's Saturday, a Saturday Another things-don't-matter day This Saturday, the Sabbath day This Saturday, a Saturday Another things-don't-matter day This Saturday, it's a sadder day This Saturday, it's a Saturday Another things-don't-matter day This Saturday, it's a sadder day