Saturday

Breezes off the ocean
Hit my cold and lifeless skin
I don’t know where I’m going
Now I don’t know where I’ve been
Yeah

You tell me you’re worried
Your pulse starts to hurry
Clock in clock out again
Clock in clock out again

A home filled with buzzards
Keep all your wounds covered
But all my band-AIDS never stick

Can it be Saturday again so
I don’t need a reason to get up, yeah
Let’s go on vacation and live this way forever
Forever

(Yeah)

I built this house with my own bricks
Now I’ve got to live in it
Maybe if the walls come down
I can just stay in bed forever

You tell me you’re worried
Your pulse starts to hurry
Clock in clock out again
Clock in clock out again

A home filled with buzzards
Keep all your wounds covered
But all my band-AIDS never stick

Can it be Saturday again so
I don’t need a reason to get up
Yeah
Let’s go on vacation and live this way forever
Forever

If I don’t have a name am I anything at all?
Anything at all?

If I don’t have a name am I anything at all?
Anything at all?