Saturday Night Songtext
von The Henry Clay People

Well if you are a dreamer you better find a new dream
One generation under the ground
One generation caught in between
Oh we were dying for a Saturday night
So won′t you make us feel like we were alive


My head was buzzing with a sound that was slipping away
Your generation came to be found
Your generation came too late
And if your fun times should come to an end
Well don't you worry cos they′ll be coming back again
I said don't be afraid if you're fun times should come to an end

And we were dying for a Saturday night
So won′t you make us feel like we were alive
And won′t you take us to some place that we can find
On a Saturday night