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