Saturday Round About Sunday Songtext
von The Humblebums

Look into my face
You′ll surely find no trace
Of violence

Stare at me for hours
I'm sure you′ll feel
The power of silence

Because it's Saturday
Roundabout Sunday
And I'm tired!

Because it′s Saturday
Roundabout Sunday
And I′m tired!

Was it the wine we never tasted
Or the time we surely wasted
Just talking


Instead of all those endless plans
We should have just been
Holding hands - just walkin'

Because it′s Saturday
Roundabout Sunday
And I'm tired!

Because it′s Saturday
Roundabout Sunday
And I'm tired!

Take away the flowers
Close the door behind you
Don′t look back

I'll while away the hours
Thinking of the weight
You've taking off ma back

Because it′s Saturday
Roundabout Sunday
And I′m tired!


Because it's Saturday
Roundabout Sunday
And I′m tired!