Slide Show
Today was the day
For dancing and for singing
The birds in the trees
And all the bells are ringing
The sun in the sky
Is bright, as bright second sight
Is bright, oh God, I hope I'm alright
'Cause I'm gonna cry
But hold on, hold on
Slow down, slow down
You're out of touch
Out of touch
'Cause there is no design for life
There's no devil's haircut in my mind
There is not a wonderwall to climb
Or step around
But there is a slide show, and it's so slow
Flashing through my mind
Today was the day
But only for the first time
There is no design for life
There's no devil's haircut in your mind
There is not a wonderwall to climb
Or step around
Yet there is a slide show, and it's so slow
Flashing through your mind
Today is the day
But only for the first time
I hope it's not the last time, oh, oh
Saturday evening
Saturday evening, a quarter to five
I would see him arrive at the door
Pushed you aside, as he staggered inside
Spitting alcohol over the floor
A storm is a-brewing, it's sure to fall soon
As I look at you from the shore
So, you better hold on
'Cause it's Saturday night
And your friends are all out
And you feel like shit
Because they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call, never call
Never bloody ever
Call me a name, and I'll hit you again
You're a slut, you're a bitch, you're a whore
Talk to your daddy in that tone of voice
There's a belt hanging over the door
So you run to your room
And you hide in your room
Thinking how you could settle the score
But Saturday night, at a quarter to six
And your friends are all out
You live in the sticks
Still, they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call, never call
Never bloody ever call
The blue flashing light last Saturday night
Brought the neighbours all out on the street
We watched as the fireman carried you out
Then we stared at each other's feet
Now everyone sees, and yet nobody says
Are we all just afraid of the heat?
But it's Saturday night, and I'm lying alone
In the bed that I made
Disconnected the phone
Still they never called you
No they never called you
No they never call, never call
Never bloody ever call
Never bloody ever
Never do
Never do
For dancing and for singing
The birds in the trees
And all the bells are ringing
The sun in the sky
Is bright, as bright second sight
Is bright, oh God, I hope I'm alright
'Cause I'm gonna cry
But hold on, hold on
Slow down, slow down
You're out of touch
Out of touch
'Cause there is no design for life
There's no devil's haircut in my mind
There is not a wonderwall to climb
Or step around
But there is a slide show, and it's so slow
Flashing through my mind
Today was the day
But only for the first time
There is no design for life
There's no devil's haircut in your mind
There is not a wonderwall to climb
Or step around
Yet there is a slide show, and it's so slow
Flashing through your mind
Today is the day
But only for the first time
I hope it's not the last time, oh, oh
Saturday evening
Saturday evening, a quarter to five
I would see him arrive at the door
Pushed you aside, as he staggered inside
Spitting alcohol over the floor
A storm is a-brewing, it's sure to fall soon
As I look at you from the shore
So, you better hold on
'Cause it's Saturday night
And your friends are all out
And you feel like shit
Because they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call, never call
Never bloody ever
Call me a name, and I'll hit you again
You're a slut, you're a bitch, you're a whore
Talk to your daddy in that tone of voice
There's a belt hanging over the door
So you run to your room
And you hide in your room
Thinking how you could settle the score
But Saturday night, at a quarter to six
And your friends are all out
You live in the sticks
Still, they never call you
No they never call you
No they never call, never call
Never bloody ever call
The blue flashing light last Saturday night
Brought the neighbours all out on the street
We watched as the fireman carried you out
Then we stared at each other's feet
Now everyone sees, and yet nobody says
Are we all just afraid of the heat?
But it's Saturday night, and I'm lying alone
In the bed that I made
Disconnected the phone
Still they never called you
No they never called you
No they never call, never call
Never bloody ever call
Never bloody ever
Never do
Never do
Credits
Writer(s): Francis Healy
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