Saturday

[Verse 1]
I'm good to go, and I'm going nowhere fast
It could be worse, I could be taking you there with me
I'm good to go, but it looks like I'm still on my own
I'm good to go for something golden
Though the motions I've been going through have failed
And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall
At a hundred miles an hour

[Pre-Chorus]
When I say

[Chorus]
Two more weeks, my foot is in the door, yeah
I can't sleep, in the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended
Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended

[Verse 2]
Pete and I attacked the laws of Astoria with promise and precision
And mess of youthful innocence
And I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived
More than an hour (More than an hour)

[Pre-Chorus]
When I say

[Chorus]
Two more weeks, my foot is in the door, yeah
I can't sleep, in the wake of Saturday (Saturday)
Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended
Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended

[Bridge]
And I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived
And I read about the afterlife, but I never really lived

[Chorus]
Two more weeks, my foot is in the door
Me and Pete, in the wake of Saturday
Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended
Saturday, when these open doors were open-ended

[Outro]
Saturday
Saturday