Saturday Night Is Alright (for Fighting) Lyrics

Saturday Night Is Alright (for Fighting)

It's getting late have you seen my mates

Ma 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

A handful of grease in her hair



Don't give us none of
your aggravation

We had it with your discipline

Saturday night's
alright for fighting

Get a little action in



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



Well they're packed pretty tight in here tonight

I'm looking
for a dolly who'll see me right

I may use a little muscle to get what I
need

I may sink a little drink and shout out "She's with me!"



A couple of the sound that I really like

Are the sounds of a
switchblade and a motorbike

I'm a juvenile product of the working
class

Whose best friend floats in the bottom of a glass