Tekst piosenki
overtired
overworked
underpaid
under pressure
always tying up loose ends
the unchained melody out of tune
remedy on the weekend
to cure the weekday blues
raise my heart rate
inflate my pupils
give me something
just to smoothen off the edge
call my dumb
call me scum
call me plain and simple
as I am holding od for this
if Saturday don’t come soon
I’m gonna lose my mind
inhabitable hole
skint living like an animal
how they try to make my dole
black mould on the walls must’ve made a thousand calls to get it sorted
but my landlord hates my soul
no power
working zero hour making some cunt rich
who will never understand what it’s like down here
I raise my beer
if Saturday don’t come soon
I’m gonna lose my mind
and if Saturday don’t come soon
I’m gonna lose my mind
and if Saturday don’t come soon
I’m gonna lose my mind
if Saturday don’t come soon
Saturday
and if Saturday don’t come soon
no, no!


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