Flotsam And Jetsam Saturday Night`s Alright For Fighting Lyrics

Saturday Night`s Alright For Fighting Lyrics


It's getting late haven't seen my mates,
Ma tell me when the boys get
here.
It's seven o'clock and I wanna mosh,
Wanna get my belly full of
beer.
My old man's drunker than a bar full of whinos,
And my old lady she
don't care.
My sister looks cute in her braces and boots,
A handful of
grease in her hair.

chorus: 
Don't give us none of your
aggravation,
We've had it with your discipline.
Saturday night's alright
for fightin',
Get a little action in.
Get about as oiled as a diesel
train,
Gonna set this town alight.
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 bitch who will see me
right.
I may use a little muscle to get what I need,
I may sink a little
Jack and shout out: 'she's with me'.
A couple of sounds 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.

(repeat chorus)

Saturday's the night, yeah.

(repeat
chorus)

Saturday, Saturday, Saturday, Saturday,
Saturday, Saturday,
Saturday, Saturday,
Saturday night's alright.

(repeat and fade)