The Promise of Saturday

Sometimes when I can't sleep at
Night, I draw the shades and look outside.
Rows of rooftops all exactly the
Same, cover people who will never change.
I watch them come, and I see them go,
They walk in circles and I'm sure they don't know. '
Cause its ice cold beer and a Sunday drive,
The promise of Saturday can keep you alive.
When they lay in bed at night, everything's all right.
They got a lot to do 'til Saturday.
So far away.
The promise of Saturday can keep you in line.
I tried, but I couldn't decide,
What kind of compromise I'd make to survive.
So many people window-shop for a vacation,
Wind up spending all their time stuck in hesitation.
When they lay in bed at night, everything's all right.
They got a lot to do 'til Saturday.
So far away.
The promise of Saturday can keep you in line.
Love, lust, pride, greed, fear and hate.
They're all games to make you sweat, I had to wait.
I wait for freedom to deliver me from games.
When I'm hungry I'll eat anything.
And I saw it comin' back.
It was the last page of the book.
The page I'd never seen.
The one explaining games (success in reality).
I read it everyday, practiced what it said.
Still I can't wait 'til Saturday.