da dum da dum da dum s s s suddenly there s a knock at your head don t let them in because they re trying to take your tv set h h h 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 g g g get a room get ahead get a hat we re going to hell anyway let s travel first class come 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 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 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 cause cameras are pointing right at your face can see into your room from outer space come 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 cause it s the size of the fight in the man that makes the difference and decides who is champ come through the city on a saturday night cause you and me are on the edge of the knife come through the city on a saturday night i asked your mother and she said it s all right we re getting married when we re thirty i wanna do it on your birthday cause i don t wanna waste a moment with you i just wanna dance the whole night through come through the city on a saturday night cause you and me we re on the edge of the knife1