Il testo della Saturday night's alright (for fighting)

It's getting late have you seen my mates,
Go on and tell me when the boys get here.
It's seven o'clock and i want to rock,
Want to get a belly full of beer.

My old man's drunker than a barrel full of monkeys
And my old lady she don't care
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots with a handful of grease in her hair.

Hey... don't give us none of your aggravation,
We've had it with your discipline.
Saturday night's alright for fighting, get a little action in.
I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight.
Cause' saturday night's the night i like,
Saturday nights alright..
Alright, alright!

Well, we're packed pretty tight in here tonight and i'm looking for a dolly who'll see me right.
I may use a little muscle to get what i need, and sink a little drink and shout out, "she's with me!".

A couple of the sounds that i really like are the sound of a switchblade and a motorbike.
I'm a juvenile product of the working class, who's best friend floats in the bottom of a glass.

Don't give us none of your aggravation, we've had it with your discipline.
Saturday night's alright for fighting, to get a little action in.
I get about as oiled as a diesel train, gonna set this dance alight.
Cause saturday night's the night i like,
Saturday night's alright...
Alright, alright!

Chorus: saturday, saturday, saturday!........

Pete t.: take me to the pilot, lead me to the chamber,
Take me to the pilot, i am but a stranger,
Na na na, na na na.....

Chorus: saturday, saturday, saturday!........