Текст песни Let's kill saturday night

Let's Kill Saturday Night

Well a dollar I make

Is a buck I owe

And a 40-hour week

Leaves 10 to blow

But every game in this town

Is just a nickel-and-dime

And when the sun goes down

It feels like the last time

So down the main drag we ride with the engines open

If there's a fire inside, it's the one thing going

I've got the Mustang loaded

I've got a wrong to right

I've got a little red bullet

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Knock it out of its misery

Nail that coffin tight

High living that's history

Let's kill Saturday night.

Well the little man's lot

Is a prince's life

A prince with a lousy job

A prince with a working wife

Something in the big frame's moved

Oh, it never was so hard

To keep a 20 inch tube

And a fenced-in yard

But give me one night with the moon high and the radio pounding

And, brother, this town's gonna go down kicking and shouting.