Saturdays
Saturdays Im reminded of
Bombs away
Over our house when it could have been, should have been, doves
A mind to waste
Out on the street ya theyll sign you up
Get a taste
Beat you down when it could have been, should have been, love
Ex-pats of the Blue Mountain symphony orchestra
If heavens above me
Then those starry skies they know me
And if it cant get the blood off out hands
Then you and I well get it off ourselves
So another day
Pissed away down the bar
Aint it a shame
Turned your head off when it could have been, should have been, on
Ex-pats of the Blue Mountain symphony orchestra
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