Saturday's Asylum
He doesn't hear, he doesn't speak
He doesn't know the friends he keeps
Look out now, words come from behind
He doesn't even mind
Funny things happen way too fast
Fly through walls and crash through glass
They made this up to see what I'd do
And no one thought I knew
But I knew
Lift my head and lose it out the window
Ride a passing car for an instant
They made this up to see what I'd say
But I'll be back on Saturday
Saturday
He doesn't know the friends he keeps
Look out now, words come from behind
He doesn't even mind
Funny things happen way too fast
Fly through walls and crash through glass
They made this up to see what I'd do
And no one thought I knew
But I knew
Lift my head and lose it out the window
Ride a passing car for an instant
They made this up to see what I'd say
But I'll be back on Saturday
Saturday
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Writer(s): David Roback, Matt Piucci
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