This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Da dum
Da dum
Da dum
Da dum
S-s-suddenly there's a knock at your head
Don't let them in because they'll try to take your TV set
Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a ball in your hand
You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can
Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain
I swear I heard the floor boards they were creaking your name
G-g-get a room, get a head, get a hat
We're going to hell anyway lets travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Watching the boys on their motorbikes
I wanna be like those guys
I wanna wear my clothes tight
With matching jackets and a fistful of notes
New sneakers, and a fresh pack of smokes
P-p-pneumothorax is a word that is long
They're just trying to put some punk back into punctured lung
P-p-p-panic over, party off, party on
'Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Come to the city on a Saturday night
Over your heads like a satellite
I wanna see what they see
I wanna love you like crazy
Those cameras are pointing right in your face
Can see into your room from outer space
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
It's not the size of the man in the fight
I wanna know what that does
I wanna show what matters
Cause it's the size of the fight in the man
That makes the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the knife
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
I asked your mother and she said it's alright
We'll get married when we're thirty
I want to do it on your birthday
'Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you
I just wanna dance the whole night through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me, we're on the edge of a knife
Da dum
Da dum
Da dum
S-s-suddenly there's a knock at your head
Don't let them in because they'll try to take your TV set
Ha-ha-ha-happiness is a ball in your hand
You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can
Cre-cre-cre-creosote is pouring out of my brain
I swear I heard the floor boards they were creaking your name
G-g-get a room, get a head, get a hat
We're going to hell anyway lets travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
Watching the boys on their motorbikes
I wanna be like those guys
I wanna wear my clothes tight
With matching jackets and a fistful of notes
New sneakers, and a fresh pack of smokes
P-p-pneumothorax is a word that is long
They're just trying to put some punk back into punctured lung
P-p-p-panic over, party off, party on
'Cause we are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Come to the city on a Saturday night
Over your heads like a satellite
I wanna see what they see
I wanna love you like crazy
Those cameras are pointing right in your face
Can see into your room from outer space
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, oh
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
It's not the size of the man in the fight
I wanna know what that does
I wanna show what matters
Cause it's the size of the fight in the man
That makes the difference and decides who is champ
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me are we're on the edge of the knife
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
I asked your mother and she said it's alright
We'll get married when we're thirty
I want to do it on your birthday
'Cause I don't wanna waste a moment with you
I just wanna dance the whole night through
Cut through the city on a Saturday night
'Cause you and me, we're on the edge of a knife
Lyrics submitted by Contristo, edited by legislacerator, darkeyelewj, gravethief13
Saturday Night Lyrics as written by Charles Richard Wilson Andrew Robert White
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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lol, vvvvery wrong lyrics!!! here are the ones on the album :)
S-s-s-s suddenly ther'es a knock at your head Don't let them in because they're trying to take your TV set Happiness is the ball in your hand You've got to try and throw this party just as far as you can
C-c-c-creosote Is pouring out of my brain I swear I heard the floorboards they were creaking your name Get a room, Get a head get a hat We're going to hell anyway lets travel first class
Cut through the city on a Saturday night Watching the boys on their motorbikes I wanna be like those guys I wanna wear my clothes tight Matching jackets and a fist full of notes New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes
P-p-p-pneumothorax is a word that is long They’re just tryin’ to put the punk back into punctured lung P-p- p-panic over party off party on We are birds of a feather and you can be the fat one
Cut through the city on a Saturday night Over your heads like a satellite I wanna see what they see, I wanna love you like crazy When cameras are pointing right at your face Can see into your room from outer space
Cut through the city on a Saturday night It’s not the size of the man in the fight I wanna know what that does, I wanna show you what matters ‘Cos it’s the size of the fight in the man that makes the difference and decides who is champ Cut through the city on a Saturday Night Cos you and me are on the edge of a knife
Cut through the city on a Saturday night I asked your mother and she says it's alright We'll get married when we're thirty I wanna do it on your birthday Cos I don't wanna waste a moment with you I just wanna dance the whole night through Cut through the city on a Saturday night Cos you and me are on the edge of a knife
I found this song a few days ago....it rocks. Specially the Da.....um...
dunno if i heard a different version of the song or wat!? i heard the one on the album and theres loadsa differences to those lyrics heres a few: in the first verse its "dont let them in because they're trying to take your tv set"
then "creosote is pouring out of my brain i swear i heard the floorboards they were creaking your name" "we're going to hell anyway lets travel first cass"
and the second verse: "pneumothorax is a word that is long they're just trying to put the punk back into punctured lung"
lol theres more changes but dont wanna make the longest comment in history. anyway wat i originally came here to say is wat a great song this it one of my favourite on their great album although modern way and everyday i love u less and less are up there too :D
"Ne ne ne nuerofen-max is a word and a mum They’re just tryin’ to put the punk back into punch-a-mon"
Hahaha, what the hell?
ha ha well done for taking the time to sort them, they were crazy lyrics!
wtf with the original lyrics. Thanx whatsersname. P-p-p-pneumothorax is a word that is long
So is this song just about having a fun night out?
this song makes me think along drug or drink influenced lines... a lot of them are very mad random thoughts that you might associate with someone who's under the influence of something or other.
i agree with dropsof that it is about drugs. It is about smoking, doing drugs, getting into fights and thinking it is cool and the only way to have fun
C-c-c-creosote Is pouring out of my brain I swear I heard the floorboards they were creaking your name
this is a reference to inhaling creosote.
Matching jackets and a fist full of notes New sneakers and a fresh pack of smokes
the notes refered to here are either money or doobies that are not yet rolled, personally i believe it is the drug one since that seems to be the overwelming point of this song.
P-p-p-pneumothorax is a word that is long They’re just tryin’ to put the punk back into punctured lung
pneumothorax is a bunch of gas in a cavity of the lung that results from either injuring the luing or a treatment for tuberculosis which of course is caused by smoking. So it could be a reference to smoking or to getting hurt (possibly on the motorcycle mentioned previously in the song)
It’s not the size of the man in the fight I wanna know what that does, I wanna show you what matters ‘Cos it’s the size of the fight in the man that makes the difference and decides who is champ Cut through the city on a Saturday Night Cos you and me are on the edge of a knife
this refers to fighting and the last line probily is meant to show that they are out looking for a fight, or it could be broadend to mean living on the edge and taking drugs and smoking.
Hi there are a lot of mistakes in tha submission lol =] I think the song is about getting high... seems like that hehe. This is one of my favourite songs on their album.